this story happened when I was 12 years old. I am now 56. at the time my parents had divorced and things were rough. my mother was having alot of money troubles and no one would help us. I remember there being an old women who lived down the road from us. I also remember on many occasions when I was out putting the animals in there pens, I would look at the old womens house and actually saw her riding a broom. I saw this on many nights. she would fly right into the woods. from what I remember there was always an odd light coming from the woods. my mother even saw this.
so when people say that witches ridding brooms isn't true. remember they don't know everything!!
