“Come on, Kevin,” Hailey exclaimed.
We were just playing in the park until a wicked lady came up to us. She had a rasping voice. She told us that our parents told her to collect us. We were only 8 years old so we went with her. She had a harsh, loud voice when she was trying to talk over us. Suddenly, we arrived at a cave. It was a very peculiar shape. We went inside the cave and we heard shrieking from beyond.
“But were did it go?” she shouted at another person.
Eventually, we realised that there was a cauldron in the cave.
“She’s a witch.”
We were never seen again.