CHRISTMAS WITCH
Looking down he saw the town he had spent his summers, the little house where his grandmother had lived. Now it was his even if it was bitter sweet, he really needed a change. Nore slowly descended from the sky sitting on his broomstick, it had been a long flight. It was in the dead of night he came, for no one really believed in witches anymore nor would it be a good thing to see one. He jumped off now standing outside his new house. The place that had a shop on the lower floor and an apartment like living area on the top floor. What do you think Lick Nore said as he looked down on the ground meeting a pair of yellow eyes from the black cat that just jumped out his bag. The cat responded with a purr and rub against Nore's leg. Opening the door had him starting to sneeze as a cloud of dust hit him, he turned on the light to see it. There the whole shop was covered in dust a thick layer of filth. Well Lick we have a lot of work to do if we are gonna be open until morning...