STORY ¦¦ I HATE BEING A WITCH >>> Episode 22

At night, when it was dark, I got relief as a test of my life was still slippery.

I had to make more efforts that day, and traveled to the neighboring village to apply for blood transfusions.

But the situation is just the same, every one I was arrested refused to help me say that he was scared I had played a bad number so I would not have to correct all of us.

The evening of the day came, when the hope was lost, I had nothing to do with dying.

I did not even see the reason to come home because I knew I was dying at any time.

I searched for poles and rested while waiting for the aquatic to come and take their right.

As hours went on, it was about four o'clock in the afternoon and I was surprised to find myself uncomfortable as usual.

Although it is not unusual for a pregnant woman to bite every dark day, but to myself I took the normal thing because it came as long as I did.

Behind the veil there was something that was going on, I longed to know it but I could not.

I stopped and locked myself in the belly and took the way home.

On the way I was proud to give thanks.

The rest of the time was quite enough to go stealing my blood so much that it would scatter the fury of the marines.

It should also be noted that the poles had lost lives since two days ago.

That did not make me afraid, the fear was for these jugs who would have passed tonight without blood transfusions.

A quick walk has brought me home.

Without losing time I called my cleaning tools come.

When I ordered myself to take me out of the place and take me home to an old shopkeeper who believed in his thickness I would have a lot of blood.

But every time I tried to get up there was something that dropped me down and I was forced to resume my travel experience.

The situation remained, as well, I tried more than ten times but I could not succeed.

Later, when I was desperate, the time to go and my death was getting closer.

I became ready for anything.

Eight hours later I tried again for the last time.

I pronounced magic words in words as an expression of anchors and commanding an instrument to do as I commanded.

To be continue...