It all started on the cloudy day of Tuesday, August 18th,1300. Back in the 1300s there were no such things as Tuesdays or lazy Sundays. So they didn't know it was Tuesday yet.
Anyways, a little girl lived in a little village with her family. They were regular people. The little girl loved playing with the little boy across the street. Well on that day, August the 18th, a bird came to that boy that very morning in a dream. The bird said to the boy "Your neighbor is the chosen witch!"
So when the boy woke up, he ran to the girls house and told her about his dream. The boy said she must act like a witch for now since she is the chosen witch. Then the girl decided to go to the market.
At the market the little girl bought a knife, some kitchenware and some veggies. She didnt really know how to be a witch so she made soup. The boy took a nap and had another dream. This time the bird gave the boy a book of spells and recipes for the chosen witch. The boy gave this to the girl.
As they were cooking together, the parents of the little girl noticed the house smelled like something was cooking. So they went to the little girls room. When they knocked on the door the little girl grabbed a broom and her knife.
As soon as she opened the door she flew out, slitting their throats and cutting their heads off. She flew out of the house laughing hysterically yelling, "I AM THE WICKED CHOSEN WITCH!" and she was never seen again.
The rumor goes, that every tuesday, August the 18th a witch will appear by your window at night, scratching your window with her bloody knife.
