White for the Witch

It was three in the morning. I woke up from a monotonous knock on the window. “Well, what is it?” I thought, “what ... (I’ll skip the bad word), well, who can’t sleep? Who is it? I fell asleep with such difficulty!”
However, the knocking was maddening, and I reluctantly got out of bed. The hand reached for the switch, but in vain, there was no light.
Angry more and more, I moved to where the sound came from. That is, to the window. Someone knocked on the window. Someone, so brazen and dexterous, dared to knock on my window, which was on the ninth floor.
It was hard to see, because the light was apparently turned off in the entire area. But still, I saw something. It looks like a branch was knocking on the window. Not even a branch, but a branch! Such a large branch, the size of a small bush. I really wanted to sleep! Opening the window, I just wanted to deal with the problem, but suddenly the problem flew into my window. What fell to the floor looked like... a broom!
Yeah, you just noticed, a broom is such a thing that janitors sweep and without which Baba Yaga, a character from a fairy tale, cannot move. But no joke, the broom was lying on my kitchen floor. She lay down and didn't move. Suddenly, the light turned on, immediately after the TV roared, which I forgot to turn off, the vacuum cleaner, which was charging, murmured, and the washing machine suddenly howled on a high note: "I'm clean linen! I washed it! Take me out! Take me out! Take me out!"
The broom suddenly twitched, soared up, and began to circle around the kitchen like crazy. It even seemed to me that the broom was frightened. She looked like a frightened moth now, or a butterfly caught in a beam of light! Suddenly my cell phone yelled like an announced! This was the last straw. The broom picked up speed and flew out. I didn't want to sleep anymore. Turning on the laptop, I stared thoughtlessly at the screen for a long time, without taking any action. I did the right thing by not closing the window, because after about five minutes I heard a timid knock. The broom was trying to get my attention. I raised my head, at that moment a branch landed on the table, to which a note was tied.
- Hello, - it was written in a note, - I am your personal broom! But I am afraid! I'm shaking, all my branches are trembling!
"What do you want?" I asked without turning my head.
At that moment, the old text from the note disappeared, only to be replaced by a new one a second later.
-Let the sounds disappear! Turn off all the world! I want to give you something!
- And it's not dangerous? - I turned to where the broom was timidly pressed against the window opening.
- I'm your broom! I will give my life for you! All, to the last branch - I am yours!
- Well, if you're mine, then another matter! Fly in!
- I can't, - the letters in the note changed again, - I'm scared! It's just chills! There's some scary magic in your room! Take him away!
- Okay, but I can't see well in the dark! Can you leave some light?
-Light the candle! - allowed the note.
I didn't have a candle. However... I suddenly remembered a special candle that I bought for a friend. This candle was bought... Well, it was a friend's birthday and the candle was bought for a birthday cake. However, a friend ... A friend turned out to be a traitor, we parted, but the candle remained. I searched for a candle for a long time, then for matches, finally I found it all with difficulty, after that I stuck a candle in a loaf of bread, put out the light and set it on fire. The candle sang beautifully about the birthday, threw sparks like fireworks, and swirled. I looked proudly to where the broom was. However... The window opening was empty, the broom hastily flew away.
- My heart is broken, - the text in the note was written in capital letters, - you, cruel!
- I'm sorry, - I rushed to the window, - come back, I didn't do it on purpose! I'm sorry!
However, there was no more movement outside the window.
-Tomorrow is your birthday! I wanted to give you a present! - the letters in the note became rounded and slenderly held on to each other.
-I want a gift! Come back!
-Your present is on the window ledge.
I rushed to the window! Indeed, on the ledge lay something wrapped in a strange rag.
Grabbing the object, I pressed it to me and moved away from the window.
Untying the knot, I saw what was inside.
And inside was... Inside was a little barrel, the size of a little mug. Opening the lid of the barrel, I saw... cream, ointment... I don't know what to call the strange pink contents.
"What is it?" I asked.
-This is a gift! Miraculous whites!
-I don't understand!
-Don't be afraid, feel free to scoop up white and put it on your palm!
Yes, I did, of course, what the note advised, applied pink ointment to my palm.
That was incredible! The skin on the palm instantly smoothed out! I had those hands when I was fifteen!
I wanted to continue my transformation into a young girl, when suddenly the skin on my arm became the same.
-What is this? I screamed, "You tricked me?
- You're late! Sleeping too soundly! I started knocking on your window as soon as midnight passed, and now it's too late, less than an hour left before dawn! I must fly! I'll be back in a year!
- No, stop! I order! I won't tell you to leave until you explain yourself!
-White works only after a woman, a witch, makes a flight on her broomstick! I'll be back in a year! Into the nightOn your birthday, take off all your clothes, stay naked, indulge your whole body with white and wait for me! Do not lose the white, take care of the barrel of white! See you!
- Stop! I wanted to ask you something! Do you have instructions for the cream? How to protect it, at what temperature? Can you put it in the fridge?
I shifted my gaze to the branch, but the paper shrank and the branch dried up before my eyes.
Well, happy birthday to me! It's a pity, but I could enter this birthday as a beauty! I would then show my cheating friend what he lost! Well, you have to wait a year! Broom, I'll wait for your knock on the window and take care of the barrel of cream, that is, with white!