The Witches Next Life
The crowd cheered, loud, and great. A man stared down at a young girl, who looked young anyways. She stared back at him, blood dripping from her head. She smiled, "I trusted you, but we can't trust people in this cruel world," she looked down at the floor. She was tied up in a rope, wrapping around her arms and legs, preventing to much movement.
"This world is cruel, witch," the man grabbed the sword that rested around his waist. He held it to her throat, ready to slit it.
"Any last words?"
The witch mumbled words under her breath.
"KILL HER! SHE MIGHT USE HER MAGIC TO KILL SOMEONE!" A person in the crowd yelled out, soon everyone started to yell curses, and insults.
The man shook his head, before swiftly swinging her sword. Blood dripped from her throat. "I'll curse you....in my next life...."
She fell to the floor, eyes slowly shutting.
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A groan was heard, echoing though the room. "Did I finally find a body? After 10,000 years?" The witch looked around, 'a hospital room?'
"Miss Garcia? Are you finally awake?" A young, beautiful nurse walked into the room, looking at her clipboard.
Miss. Garcia?
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