Every Monday there is a new Photo prompt and a line to start the story.
© 2015, Barbara W. Beacham
Finish the story begins with: “From her small balcony, the witch watched the world go by.”
The witch was not the usual witch. She was a special child-like witch. She wore her black coat and hat only on special occasions. Before she went out to sit on her balcony each morning, she would first dress up. She always brought her favourite broom with her out onto the balcony for in case she wanted to follow someone in a hurry. Her black cat would always be at her side. The same ritual every morning at six o’clock. As soon as she detected her best friend coming down the path, she would jump onto her broom and fly down to meet him. It was only her friend that knew she was waiting on the balcony. Passers by could only see the black cat every morning waiting to see who was passing by.