Witch Brooke Monologue

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My name is JB. I’m eleven years old, and I live in a town called Witch Brooke. It’s named this because there’s an actual witch in our town, and I’m unlucky enough to have her house right across the street. It’s been years since anyone has seen her. Her name is Bathsheba. I’ve always been curious about what it looks like inside her house. That is why I’ve decided to break in and take a look inside. As soon as my parents fall asleep, I sneak out the back door and go to the witch’s house. I broke a window and climbed. The inside of the house smells like something is rotten.I look around at all the strange stuff. Then I noticed a book on an old dusty claw shaped rack. The book I found was about monster stories. I love monsters, so I took it

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