Evil Incarnate

I grew up in the Arabian city of Agrabah. This one-eyed man rescued me and my brothers and sisters. He took us to this cabin in the middle of nowhere. It was freedom, but even the greatest freedom comes at a price. He told us 'beware of the Witch of the Desert, for she is real and she is wicked.' So one day, me and my brothers, we take our spears and we go hunting like we do. We started to hear something strange.
At first, we passed it off as a leopard. As time passed, the leopard -- or what we thought was a leopard -- started to get louder and louder. It let out these sad howls. My brothers, they started to run. I myself must admit for a second I was afraid, but I was more intrigued than anything else. I dropped my spear and I started moving closer and closer towards the sound. I got so close at one point the sound started to radiate in my ears and hurt.
And that is when I saw it. She was about five feet tall walking upright. Dark fur all over her body. She was as black as the night. She had black hairs running all the way down to her back. I prayed, I prayed that she wouldn't see me and I said quietly 'Phasir, please, forgive me. Forgive me for not paying attention to you.'
That's when she looked at me. Her eyes were yellow like a cat, but changed to a glowing green color. Still, I stayed frozen in fear. It was just then she reached out her hand and in the middle of it was my spear. I started to run as fast as my legs could take me. I continued to run for what felt like an eternity. Finally, the cabin was back in my eye sight. I sprinted through the door and I was in a panic.
I ran straight to Phasir's room and I said, "Phasir, I am so sorry."
"Aisha, what is wrong?" he asked.
"I saw her," I said. "I saw the Witch of the Desert. I thought it was a lie but you were telling the truth the whole time. I'm so sorry."
"Baby, baby, baby... what did she say to you?"
"What?! She didn't say anything. Matter of fact, all she did was look right at me with her eyes as if she was staring right through me. And she held out her hand, Phasir, and in her hand was my spear."
Inside, I was wondering why was he so calm right now.
"Aisha, don't you understand?" he asked. "It's her slingshot too. You are the Witch of the Desert."
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