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Witch by Etoniru Favour

The witch. So she was called.A popular figure on Faraday street.On a bench she sits, staring into nothingness. Clad in tattered ill-smelling clothes, a clump of matted hair on her head and nothing encasing her feet, she sits.When, what and if she eats, no one knows.Some say she feeds on stubborn little children, tearing their […]