Question

I wrote a story and I want you all to give me a medal if you think it is good.

Answer 1

The Potion
“I took the potion, what do you want me to do now?” I said.
“How do you feel?” Ms. Scarlet asked.
“I feel as if I’m changing,” I said.
My voice was changing too.
“You look and sound different,” she said.
She pulled me towards the bathroom so I can look in the mirror. As I walked, I noticed that my stride was different. It was a little longer than usual.
It was Halloween and we were getting ready to go trick-or-treating. We had had the potion ready for a month. Now we were ready to give it a real try. It wasn’t my potion it was hers. I was reluctant to take it, but I wanted to know what I would look like when I took it.
It didn’t look good. She was pulling me with caution. That’s not a good sign. When we came to the mirror, she let go and was backing away while I was looking at my sinister self with horror. It was no longer my nice and jovial look.
Instead, I had hair that stood on end. My face didn’t have a look of terror; it was pale with hope that it would scare people. When I saw my face I gasped and put both hands to my cheeks. When I did that I noticed that my nails were three inches long and really sharp. My teeth were what looked like sallow. My clothes were no longer skinny jeans, boots, and a long-sleeved. It was now a witch like dress. It went all the way to the floor and its sleeves went a little past my elbow. The dress was red and black. The high-heels I saw were also black.
“What do you think?” I asked. I no had the high singsong voice. Instead, I had a low bored tone.
When I heard no answer, I turned and saw that Ms. Scarlet had left me. I went into the room we had left. I found her changing into a witch as well. Although we were both different, we were both guaranteed to scare many people if they realized it wasn’t a costume. But it was a challenge.
“Girls, I need you to give the children that come to our door treats, because I have something I need to do and can’t get to the door,” yelled our mother.
We had this all planned out. We had made candy that would make children evil as well. We gave each kid one piece.
Our mother was a citizen to an improvement club and would never harm children.
All of the children took the peppermint candy and put it in their bags of treats.
Ms, Scarlet soon began to run out of the candy so we had give them regular candy.
Gradually, I felt my inner self-change to kindness. I took Ms. Scarlet, my sister, aside to talk to her privately.
“I think I’m changing back,” I said.
My voice was changing; too, it was getting higher and my clothes were changing back to street clothes. My sister was changing, too.
We took some more of the potion and went back to work. When one child tried to get in the house, I scratched him with my nails. Soon all the trick-or-treaters were gone and it was midnight. We were back to our street clothes all together.
We slept well that night except for an occasional nightmare.
The next day as we walked to school, we saw some kids put our candy in their mouth and heard mothers scream from the sight. They called the police. We gave the evil children a piece of candy that would let them change they want.
While we were in school, I felt my body changing to sinister. I skipped the rest of the day. My sister did too. We dropped out of school without our mother noticing. Soon we were coming home later and later. When mom noticed that she decided to pick us up at school.
Now we were busted. The next day we went to school, but couldn’t stay in it. So we went outside, but not far, but out of sight. Our potion was running low and we were changing without warning. We were becoming more and more fierce by the day.
I suggested suicide, but my sister said no. So I had to live with it.
When the school bell rang for dismissal. We ran to the car-riders area. But when we got there our mother wasn’t there. So we waited hidden in the woods near the school. After a while, the car finally showed up. We ran to it and got in.
Mom noticed our evil bodies, screamed, got her cell phone out, and dialed 911. By the time she got off the phone we had disappeared. When the police came and looked for us we were found dead in our sinister bodies in the woods.
There was no blood on or around us. They couldn’t figure out how they died.


The end

Answer 2

that is alwsome @Kpinky

Answer 3

thank you

Answer 4

yw

Answer 5

FAR INCREDIBLE THAN....

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