Hansel and Gretel

I wake woke up at midnight, the images of the nightmare I´ve just scape escaped blur my vision. The remembrances memories of the past visit me again, they have turned into nightmares. Everything started one day that I will never forget. It would seem to be a standard normal day, full of happiness, untill, for a some reason which I´m not still not able to undestand, we got in entered that house. I was walking into the forest with my younger brother Hansel. He said something that bothered me and inmediatly started to run away. I went after him, without notice we were moving away from each other. Then we saw it…
At the beginning, we thought it was a product of our imagination: how could a house with these features exist? It had everything a child can dream with: biscuit walls, windows with meringue in the borders and sugar glasses, and i can swear the door was made with toffee.
Hansel and I ate everything we could. It was starting to dusk, we were full of sweeties, and we knew our shelter was far away, so we decided to get in the house, thinking indoor will be better than outdoor. What wrong we were…
We find out it was a cage. We listened the sound of a padlock, and an awful voice said: this night supper has just arrived. Inmediatly, the candles burned out.
Nowadays, I can still heard my brother cries, begging to be safe. I remember how impotent I feel due to not be able to do. I don´t know how I could scape, but I remember Hansel took out something from the witch pocket, and gave the padlock keys. Everything is messy in my head. But I am sure of that: I will find the witch home and will hunt her.

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