Growing Up

“Mommy NOOOOOOOOO….” my daughter cried out as I gathered all her dolls and threw them into the bin.

I shouted at her angrily, “You’re 5 years old now, it’s high time you stopped playing with these stupid Barbies, and start practicing with Voodoo dolls like normal witches.”

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Written as a part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales #102

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About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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7 Responses to Growing Up

  1. Abhijit Ray says:

    Anger of the witch mother!

  2. Shivangi says:

    OMG so scary! Too good

  3. Kat Myrman says:

    Haha! Well that was a twist! 😄

  4. Pingback: Twittering Tales #103 – 25 September 2018 | like mercury colliding...

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