Witch 2-5
July 15, 2012
    The guy and the witch rushed to the doctor,@who was lying on the road.  The truck driver was pale with shock as he called an ambulance.
    The doctor's eyes were closed.  There were no visible injuries on her body.  The guy talked to her, patting her body.  But she didn't respond to him.  He put his ear to her mouth.  She wasn't breathing.  He put his ear on her chest.  Her heart wasn't beating.  He was upset and frantically shaking her arm but there was no reaction.  
    The witch was looking at him vainly.  She knew that no humans, at this point, could do anything for the dead doctor.  She was the only person who could save the doctor.  But she also knew if a witch revived the woman who loved the guy the witch loved, the witch would die.  That was the rule in the witch's world.
    Without caring what she was thinking, the guy turned to the witch with begging eyes
and said, "My third wish is...  please save her life.  If you insist on 'equality' now I'll devote my life.  I mean you should take my life instead of hers."  The witch said nothing.  She thought if she didn't help him he would never love her but if she helped him she would die, it meant she had no chance to date him.  She sighed and weakly smiled at him.  Then she came to the doctor and knelt by her still body.
    She started to chant a spell.  Her voice was low but firm. The crowd around them were watching her chanting curiously.  Her chanting voice lasted continuously.  Several minutes passed.  Suddenly one of the crowd shouted, "Look!"  They saw the doctor's body start to shake.  The guy looked at the witch.  She was pale and sweat was rolling down her face.  
    The movement of the doctor's body became bigger and bigger and suddenly it stopped.  Slowly the doctor opened her eyes. Big applause broke out from the crowd.  The guy felt relieved.  
    When he turned thankfully to the witch, he noticed the witch was lying on the ground.  First he thought she was too exhausted.  He touched her arm to try to get her up.  It was cold.  He talked to her but she didn't reply. Her eyes were closed firmly.  He froze with terror.  She was dead.  "Did I force her to death?"  He cried loudly.  
    An old man came and knelt down by the witch's body.  He looked similar to the witch somehow.  He stared at the guy and said.  "She really loved you.  She didn't want you to feel sad, so she chose her death.  I hope you can understand how much she loved you."  The old man lifted up the witch's body and started to leave.
    The guy shouted, "Wait!"  
    He asked the old man show him her face once more.  Her face looked calm as if she had been released from her fate.  The guy kissed her lips.  He heard the old man cried out, "God!"
    Surprisingly, the witch slowly opened her eyes.  It took a second before she found that the guy was there.  Staring at him, she said in a sleepy voice.  "I didn't know that you had known it was not 'Snow White' who was revived by the prince's kiss, it was the witch!"
    (The End)  

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