Witchville

"We must take you to Witchville if you want to be like us, but you cannot get there with a car, a plane, or a bus.""Entrance is only granted for those on brooms sprinkled with magic, to enter any other way could prove quite tragic."They handed me a broom, I had a smile on my face, excited to enter such a magical place. The witches and I began to fly, above my house, above my school, way up in the sky In an instant we were there and all I could do was stare. Witches were everywhere, large ones, skinny ones, and even one with no hair This place was amazing, just like the witches had said. So colorful, so fun, so different than I had read.