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Boo Hag 2

Vote&enjoy ! This part is up so fast because I'm on my computer now plus I'm a speed typer,eater&writer(did that answer your question? yes it did !). So again vote&enjoy ! Onto my 'wonderful' yet 'weird' story! :) ~Seriah

The conjure woman told Michael to get himself some blue paint. As soon as the boo-hag left the house that night, he was to spread blue paint on every window frame and every door frame and make sure it was two coats thick. A boo-hag couldnâ??t fly through a window or door that was painted blue. And if she didnâ??t get back into her skin before dawn, she would be trapped without it, and be revealed for the monster she was. So he was to leave one tiny window unpainted, and keep it open a slither so the boo-hag could squeeze through. Then he was to fill up her skin with salt and pepper, which would burn her up from the inside out. And Michael promised to do exactly as the conjure woman said.

That night, Michael lingered over his dinner, looking with sad eyes at the pretty woman sitting opposite him. He knew she was really a monster inside, but it was so nice to have a wife in his home. He hated like anything to see her go. But he didnâ??t want to get eaten by a Boo-Daddy, and that was his fate if she stayed. So he went up to their bedroom and pretended to fall asleep while she rocked and sang and knitted. Then he followed her quietly upstairs and put salt and pepper into her skin after her ugly red-muscled blue-veined figure had flown out the window to her Boo-Daddy. He spent the rest of the night painting over every door and window frame with blue paint, leaving only one small unpainted window open in the cellar. He nailed it up so that it would open no further than a crack, just as the conjure woman instructed him. Then he hid himself behind a large chest of drawers up in the attic to wait for the boo-hag.

Just before dawn, the boo-hag came flying up to the attic window. As soon as she touched the blue frame, she gave a shriek of pain and rage. Michael listened as she flew around the house, testing each window and door and howling like a banchee when it burned her skinless hands. Then she found the little window in the cellar, and he heard the thump as she landed beside it, followed by a painful whimpering sound as she squeezed&squeezed herself through the narrow opening, her skinless red muscles and blue veins tearing painfully against the rough wood.

The boo-hag ran up three flights of stairs into the attic and squeezed and squeezed into her skin as fast as she could. She just barely got it on when the first light of dawn shone over the horizon. And that was when the salt and pepper did their work, burning the boo-hags body from the inside out. With a scream of agony, she flung herself out the attic window. The glass shattered everywhere as she tried to fly away, tearing at the skin to get it off. But it was too late. She exploded into tiny pieces right over the swamp, and the alligators had them a mighty feast of cooked boo-hag for breakfast that morning.

So Michael was once again without a wife. But bachelorhood looked much better to him after that, and he never went looking for a wife again. â??Course, after he made a pile of money in oil, the girls started chasing him. But thatâ??s another story!

Hope you enjoyed ! Plz vote&this one was dedicated to Lisa Marie Presley as I consider her that 'boo-hag'(no offense to LMP fans or some racial conduct) also I'd consider Tatum O'neal as another 'boo-hag'(again...offense to TO fans or some mis-racial conduct wasn't involved!). Thx for reading&vote ! :) ~Seriah(your speed-typer!)

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