The wicked witch of the east, that is what you would call her if you saw her evil eyes, her baneful smile. Her pale round anaemic face. She wears the devils Pentagram around her neck and I know that for sure that’s a symbol of black magic. Her black cat Zandra sometimes pulls my hair out, when Andrieka is not looking. It hurts a lot, but I can’t move or make a sound because it is forbidden for my kind to do such things around a mortal.
November 5th is the Sabbath night, for the Witches and Wiccan. This is the night when the moon is full. It’s when the demons and spirits come out to help. Andrieka was waiting with Barbie. Barbie uses to be places in a glass frame next to me. She a little pretty blond girl, with big blue glazing eyes.
Andrieka was pulling Barbie’s hair out one by one and dipping it in to blessed water and burning it with the lit candle, which was the only light in the room. The room was pretty dull and gloomy at the time. Barbie looked like a skinhead when Andrieka had finished with her. Andrieka pick up a knife and she scar’s “mote be” in to her chess. She chanted out, “you shall suffer for your acts” Andrieka wanted revenge for freedom that was taken away from her by a pass, lover. She meditated for a while. When she finish she put Barbie back in to her frame, she looked terrible. She was no toy for a young girl any more.
As Andrieka blew out the candle she said,
“ I am the darkness in every corner, the despair biting at the tails of hope; Whence the Night destroys your spirit, and the Darkness takes it's toll, thou shalt hear my name, the Stealer of Thyne Soul,”
I had no idea what that meant. From that day I release that I was not living with a normal person. It also made me think that the next Sabbath she will do another spell and it may be me who she’ll pick.
