Transport Stories

Jacob got in his motorbike and drove to a driving school he had found on the internet. He couldn’t stand this illegal driving business any longer. He had to pass his test so he could drive safely. What if the police caught him while he was driving illegally? That wasn’t safe at all. They would make him pay a fine. He had to learn to drive.

As he was driving, the strangest thing happened. A black cat with green eyes was sitting in the middle of the road. Terrified, Jacob jammed the brakes and closed his eyes. After a few second, he opened his eyes. He expected to see police and tickets and around the car, but instead, what met his eyes didn’t only shock him. It scared him out of his wits. In front of him was the ugliest person ever, snorting and smirking. “I see you’ve found your way to my humble home” She cackled. This wasn’t a human. She was a witch!

“What do you want?” Jacob asked.

“I want your hair. Give me a strand of your hair.” The witch reached out a dirty, greasy hand.

“Will you let me go if I give you a strand of my hair?” Jacob stepped back. “I need to be at a driving school down the road in like five minutes.”

“A driving school huh? Tell you what. You give me a strand of your hair, and in addition to letting you go, I’ll pay the expenses of a driving school for you. But not the one you were going to go to. A much better one.”

Jacob didn’t need to hear the offer one more time. He pulled out a strand of his hair, handed it over to the witch, and got back into his bike, which was waiting at the witch’s doorway. He started the engine and was about to leave, when the witch stopped him and gave him a piece of paper.

“Give this to the man in the counter” She said. She then gave him directions to the driving school and he left. He reached the driving school and gave the man in the counter the note. His eyes opened wide with fear, and he let Jacob through without making him pay. Jacob got his license and drove home happily.

To this day, no one knows what was on the note, where the witch went, and what she wanted Jacob’s hair for. It’s probably one of those mysteries that will never be solved.