Dear Miss Melon

Graphic Fiction
Individual
7th Grade
Accokeek Academy
By Jazmin Harry

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By Jazmin Harry

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There she was, Miss Melon. The old woman who had lived across the street from me for as long as I could remember; and the old woman who everybody thought was a witch. I know right? A witch!

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When I first heard about it I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt. I mean come on, a witch? Really? I thought they had got to be kidding.

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Because of all the buzz going around that she's a witch, she's gotten angrier, and angrier, to the point that she's embarrassed to leave her house.

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Anyhow, I had gotten ready for school and waved goodbye to Miss Melon. She was a nice lady and seemed pretty lonely. The school day was such a drag, and as soon as school was over I walked home. As I approached my house, I saw Miss Melon standing at her porch, waiting for me it felt like.

I was hesitant to look at her because she was acting kind of creepy. I kept my head down and started to speed-walk.

I guess she caught on. Immediately, she darted towards me and grabbed me. She then dragged me into her house.

2

Listen to me, and listen to me carefully. I need you to follow me right now. I'll explain everything.

I had never heard Miss Melon talk before. Any time I had said good morning to her she had only waved back. I was scared for my life. She said we would be going into her basement. This creeped me out even more.. In all the horror movies I've watched, you should never go in the basement. Well, I didn't really have a choice.

I looked around her house as she lead me into her basement. It was very dusty and had weird objects all around.

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I couldn't control myself and started laughing hysterically. I wondered what she meant and thinking about it made me laugh even more!

Listen, this may sound crazy... but I'm a witch..

But then, the more I had thought about it, the more it made sense.. The rumors, the weird chants, the creepy house! She WAS a witch!

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Wait... No way, no way! you're a.. witch... It all makes sense now...

Okay, okay..

Wait that can't be true! Turn me into a frog.. or something! Then I'll believe you!

As soon as I said that, I was three times shorter, really slimey, and had the urge to eat a bug? Then I knew what had happened. I was a frog! I was so scared and all I was doing was croaking. I tried to communicate but she just laughed.

She turned me back into my normal self and I dashed towards the door. She said something along the lines of "Be there here, or be out of sight. You my friend won't escape tonight". It was really creepy and suddenly I heard the door lock. My heart dropped and I thought I'd be locked in her house forever.

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It was about 7 o' clock now and I had been sitting down with my head to the wall. Miss Melon had been humming a song that my grandmother always loved. It was called 'Don't Blame It On Susie'. It was personally one of my favorite old songs, considering I don't like them that much. Suddenly, I had heard a glistening sound. Like one of those magical sounds that are in fiction movies. I lifted my head up and saw purple fog coming from what looked like a cauldron. I had already found out she was a witch, but I hadn't expected to see all this other stuff too.

I arose from where I was sitting and Miss Melon turned around.

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ah, your awake! perfect.