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the witch who lost her stick
once there was a witch with a big black hat with a magic broomstick and big black cat
with her magic broomstick she could fly up in to the air one day she went to get it but the broomstick wasnt there
she looked in to her cauldren that was boiling near by for without her stick the witch she couldnt fly.
then she stirred and stirred hoping she might see if the cauldren could tell her where the broom might be
there she saw her broomstick flying on its own the broomstick had decided to fly off all alone
now it was getting dark and started to turn black then suddenly the broom decided to go back
it went back to the witch while it still had light now the witch was happy and so full off delight
with her magic broomstick she could fly up in to the air one day she went to get it but the broomstick wasnt there
she looked in to her cauldren that was boiling near by for without her stick the witch she couldnt fly.
then she stirred and stirred hoping she might see if the cauldren could tell her where the broom might be
there she saw her broomstick flying on its own the broomstick had decided to fly off all alone
now it was getting dark and started to turn black then suddenly the broom decided to go back
it went back to the witch while it still had light now the witch was happy and so full off delight
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the witch who lost her stick
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