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  • Whilst sitting in the back of the car,
    on the way to the train station,
    to pick up Daddy,
    Sonny looked up at the overhanging trees
    and saw a Witch.

    He struggled to see her at first.
    She had a big black triangle hat pulled down low over her head.
    A big black cloak wrapped around her shoulders
    and glowing green eyes peering down at Sonny in the car.

    She was sat on her broomstick
    wedged between the top of the branches.
    She gave Sonny a little smile and a wave.
    Sonny thought it would only be polite to give a little wave back.

    Doug the Pug, Sonny’s dog, sat in the back of the car with Sonny.
    He looked up and out of the window to see the Witch too.
    He gave her a smile and a little bark.

    The Witch liked to watch the cars going back and forth to the train station.
    She had just moved to these magic woods and was feeling very lonely.
    She hadn’t made any friends yet and liked to watch the people travelling.

    When she saw Doug the Pug smile and bark she realised that was what she needed – a dog!
    A dog would make a nice pet and she wouldn’t feel lonely anymore.
    She decided that this dog would be perfect. He had even smiled at her!
    So she followed Sonny and Doug the Pug home
    and the next day decided to take him for her pet.

    It was strange to see a Witch in the top of the trees on the way to the train station.
    It was even stranger when, the next day, Sonny saw the Witch at the bottom of his garden.

    First Sonny saw the Witch’s eyes, glowing green, out of the bushes.
    Then the top of her hat poked above the leaves.
    Then she stepped out, moving the bush aside with her broomstick.
    She climbed aboard her broomstick and nodded her head.

    Sonny was startled but he was not scared.
    The Witch had waved and smiled yesterday
    and hadn’t seemed scary at all.
    He clung to Doug’s dog collar, just in case.

    The Witch’s eyes glowed a brighter green,
    she wrinkled her nose and then SPARK!
  • Doug the Pug disappeared from his collar
    and reappeared at the end of the Witch’s broomstick.

    The Witch patted him gently on his head and whispered
    “Good dog, your my friend now”
    Doug the Pug looked at Sonny with big sad eyes but seemed to be stuck to the broomstick.
    Tears started to well in Sonny’s eyes but before he could cry out for help POOF!
  • The Witch, the broomstick and Doug the Pug were gone.

    Sonny rushed into the house to get help.

    “Ellie, Ellie!” called out Sonny to his oldest sister.
    “A Witch has stolen Doug the Pug and flown away with him on her broomstick.
    You have to help!” he explained.

    “Don’t be silly Sonny, there are no such things as Witches! Anyway, I’m off to the park.
    You can stay and play in the back garden like a good little brother” replied Ellie.

    And with that Ellie walked out the door leaving Sonny upset in the living room.

    “Evie! Evie!” Sonny called up the stairs and then ran into his middle sister’s bedroom.
    “A Witch on her flying broomstick has stolen Doug the Pug
    and we have to go and save him” he finished.

    “Don’t be so silly Sonny. There are no such things as flying broomsticks.
    Anyway, I am too busy doing my make up” replied Evie.
    And with that she turned back to her mirror and Sonny knew
    that he would not be able to get her away from her new purple eye shadow.

    So Sonny decided.
    It was up to him to save Doug the Pug.

    He ran back to the garden. The Witch couldn’t have gone far.
    He had seen her in the garden and in the tree tops by the train station,
    both of which were part of the BIG woods.
    So there only one place she could be.
    The BIG woods.

    Sonny knew that he was not allowed into the woods by himself.
    It was too scary and dangerous. He would have to be prepared.
    He felt in his pocket. He still had his plastic mobile phone. Then he picked up a stick.
    That was it. He had his phone and his wand.
  • He was scared but prepared to face the Witch to save Doug the Pug.

    He pushed past the bushes and went into the woods.
    After a few steps a big white furry Wolf stepped in front of him.
    Sonny gave a jump.
    The Wolf was beautiful.
    He was so big he towered over Sonny.

    “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you” said the Wolf. “I’m just looking for a friend to play with”
    “I didn’t know wolves could talk” said Sonny, surprised.
    “Not normally” replied the Wolf, “but this is a magic wood so things are a bit different.”

    “Well, I’m actually looking from my friend, Doug the Pug.
    He has been taken by a Witch on a broomstick” explained Sonny

    “You shouldn’t be in the woods by yourself” said the Wolf.
    Sonny looked hurt.
    He was three years old and did have his phone and wand with him.

    The Wolf could see that he had upset Sonny so said
    “I think I know where the Witch lives. She has just moved into the woods.
    Shall we go and see if we can rescue your friend together?” asked the Wolf.
    “Yes please” said Sonny, who felt a lot happier knowing a Wolf
    was walking with him in the woods.

    As they walked together they chatted.
    The Wolf told Sonny about his family
    and how they lived very far away
    and how it made him a bit lonely in the BIG woods.

    Sonny told the Wolf about his older sisters Ellie and Evie,
    and although they were very nice,
    it was Doug the Pug that was his special friend
    because they played together all the time.

    Then they arrived at a big, black tree in the middle of the woods.
    This was where the Witch lived.
    It had a huge door with a big, black door knocker.
    Sonny knocked, very timidly. The Wolf stood behind him.

    The Witch answered the door, holding her broomstick,
    and with a sad looking Doug the Pug at her feet.
    As soon as Doug the Pug saw Sonny he started to bark happily.
    “Please can I have my dog back?” asked Sonny, very politely.
    He was worried that the Witch might turn him into a frog, or something similar,
    if he was rude.

    But the Witch was not evil. She was just lonely.
    She could see from Sonny’s face just how much Doug the Pug meant to him.
    “Oh OK” she said. “I only took him because I was lonely and wanted a friend”
    Sonny smiled and had a great idea.
    “Mrs Witch, this is my friend, Wolf. He is a bit lonely too. Perhaps you could be friends?”

    Sonny picked up Doug the Pug and said “Thank you” and then ran back through the woods,
    worried that the Witch might change her mind.

    “I was just making some tea. Would you like some?” said the Witch to the Wolf.
    To which the Wolf replied “Yes please, and I don’t suppose you have some ginger biscuits?”
    “Of course” replied the Witch.

    When Sonny and Doug the Pug got back to their garden Ellie and Evie were there.
    “We were worried about you. We didn’t know where you were.
    We couldn’t find you when I got back from the park” said Ellie.

    Evie, with very beautiful purple eyes interrupted and said
    “Look, he has got Doug. I told you he was making up silly storied about Witches.
    Never mind. You are safe and sound. But don’t go running off again little brother.
    We worry about you”

    Sonny opened his mouth to explain but decided it was best to say nothing.
    It was nice to know that his sister’s worried about him.

    Sonny never forgot about the Witch and the Wolf in the woods,
    or having to save Doug the Pug.

    And sometimes,
    just sometimes,
    on the journey to the train station,
    to pick up Daddy,
    Sonny and Doug the Pug can still spy
    a black Witch and a white Wolf,
    hiding in the trees,
    smiling.
    Friends.
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