The Witch's Window: Ch. 67

I woke this morning to the sound of a young girl singing. I immediately sat straight up and looked around. I hurried through my morning routine and walked downstairs. I asked everyone downstairs if they heard a little girl singing and was met with all shaking heads. I walked into the conference room and looked at the wall. I chanted, “Da mihi visual” to see if I could see what is going on.

A huge image opened up on the wall and I saw a little girl, around six years old, who was sitting and singing a song in a tiny room. A huge man opened the door and the girl cowered into a corner, knees to her chest. The man reached in and grabbed her. He pulled her out of the room and shook her, “I told you to clean the house! Everyone is gone, so you have thirty minutes to get this done.” Then he smacked her across the face! I was so livid from watching this, but she went back in her room, changed out of her nightgown, and dressed in ragged leggings and a tattered t-shirt. She started sin