Once upon a time in the middle of a tangled pool of branches stood a small pink cottage. Bright sun blazed through the small window so the Barker twins decided it would be a good day for a picnic. Ginger-headed Christopher gathered a basket full of goodies while Christabell combed her strawberry blonde hair into two long plaits. After much discussion about outfits they made a start to their journey.
Leaving footprints behind themselves, they gazed up at the towering greenery, slowly admiring it as they did every day. Suddenly, glimpses of sparkles in the distance caught Christabell's glowing eyes. Curious of what she might find, Christabell raced ahead, Christopher following behind so fast that he didn't even notice their sandwiches fly out of the basket. "Beautiful! Glistening! Ice clear! Why not have lunch here?" Christabell was stunned by the view but Christopher didn't see her point, "It's just a lake in the middle of a forest Chrissy. We could surely find a much better place than this to eat our lunch!" Begging let Christabell win though, so they lay out their checked, rose red picnic blanket and got comfy for a feast. Wedging open their basket they gasped in surprise. "Where are our sandwiches?" The Barkers cried in unison, "We must look for them!" Gathering their belongings they scavenged high and low, anywhere their sandwiches may have gone.
Just as they were reaching their home a ghastly shadow fell over them. "Where are you going? What are you doing?" The figure said in her nicest possible voice. The children turned around to a tall, lean lady. Long, matted knots hid under her dark violet hat and cloak. "W-w-why, we lost our s-s-sandwiches so we have been l-l-looking for them." Stammered Christopher in fear. "Then why don't you come join me for a meal. I was just making my way home now." The words came out of small dry lips whilst the twins exchanged questioned glances. "That would be lovely?" They hesitated. "What harm could there be in a little meal?" They followed the lady who offered them a small cookie to nibble on whilst she prepared the meal. Both children gratefully received the offer and gobbled the cookie down in one gulp, finding themselves in a deep sleep.
"Now that they're asleep I can prepare the fire, I was never really going to give them a meal!" Laughed the somewhat evil woman. When she was about to burn the children a rumble and a grumble came from below. The earth trembled. Realising that she was a witch with a plan the twins made for the door. Forgetting about their sandwiches, they raced home in fear, locking themselves inside right away. Sure enough, both the Barker twins and the witch had learnt their lesson and from that day, Christabell and Christopher stayed in their cottage, aware of what could happen outside in the big wide world.
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