i never liked witches.
i never liked myths or demons, or ghosts.
i never put myself into a situation where I participated in those things.
nevertheless, here I was , sitting on the floor, with three other girls, giggling my ass off as we set up the ouiji board in the middle, and the other girl, named sadie, lit the candles.
this was stupid.
dumb.
dangerous.
but I was doing it.
despite everything I was taught, about good and bad, and smart and idiotic...
i was doing it.
whether I liked it or not.
" OK! lets start. i should ask the first question."
"why you?"
"cuz i bought the board online with my own money."
"whatever floats your boat, Jack."
I mumble, eyes drifting to somewhere else.
"oh calm down freddy. we won't haunt your house, we promise."
"yah... if this thing is even real..."
"of course it is! the label said it would work 100% percent!"
"you shouldn't believe everything you read..."
she scoffed and placed her hands on the hand piece with a grin.
"ok ! c'mon everyone!"
the girls chuckled as we all slapped our fingers on each other's, and looked at the board.
"is anyone there?"
...
nothing.
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"heh. told you it was cheap."
" aww c'mon fred, stop being lame! you're ruining it!"
"yah, well, I ain't playing."
"whhaaattt!?"
"you heard me."
I slipped away from their grip, and crossed my arms as I sank back into a corner, breathing quietly as they all stared at the board, waiting for anything to happen.
then, it did.
one of the five candles blew out, and they gasped as the piece began to move.
in instinct, they all jumped back, and I would've laughed if I hadn't been frightened myself.
" Oh shi- omg it worked."
" OMG IT'S STILL MOVING!!!!"
and they were right. the metal arrow-shaped piece moved up and down, going to letter, as jack quickly wrote them down on a paper, and putting gon her glasses to read.
" its says... i am... here..."
"wow you couldn't just read that write of the board? no wonder you never won a spelling bee." I chuckle.
" shut up!... what should I say next...?"
sadie decided to pipe in, and now that I look back... i rlly wish she didn't.
" ask if he thinks we're cute!"
"oh c'mon. really? out of all the universal, and actually interesting questions you could ask, you ask that!?"
" well... it would just be funny, ya' know?"
"none of this if funny."
the piece began to move almost instantly, but I wasn't going to stick around to figure out which one of these girls satan was gonna flirt with.
instead, I grabbed my thick maroon scarf off the rack , and opened the door slowly, doing my best to be quiet.
though my parents were still home, it was just a habit to make no noise while going out at night.
"stupid ghost crap.."
I mumbled as I shuddered walking out into the bitter air, as it tingles my skin, giving me goosebumps.
"glad i ain't gonna be some ... ghost slave or whatever."
I walked to a swing that sat far across our yard, and Sat, the chains squeaking from my weight.
" they'll be gone soon. tomorrow, they'll be gone, and it'll be fine and quiet again, and-"
...
" AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
I jumped up, jolting towards the knob, practically tripping over my own feet.
" HOLD ON IM COMING IM COMING!!!!!"
I grab a shotgun by the front door, and slam it behind me, sprinting towards my room upstairs.
i knocked the door out of the way with my heel, leaving a dent for me to fix later.
"WHERE'S SATAN-"
" Its said it liked you!"
"wha- you screamed just because of THAT!!!???"
"I had to get your attention somehow..."
I growled, and slammed down the gun, glaring at all three of them.
another girl, named max, smiled and told me to sit down.
"yah uh-huh, what, does casper want to go to Disney Land?"
"no. but HE wants to talk to you."
godamn... i wish I had never invited them.
never ever. because when I looked into that mirror, I screamed, falling back.a towering horned winged figure standing as tall as a skyscraper, red eyes looking down at me, inspecting me.
i grabbed the gun, and shot the mirror, shattering the image and the man himself.
" WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!??"
" WHAT THE HECK DO YOU THINK IM DOING!!?? GETTING RID OF IT!!! I DONT WANT THAT... THING IN MY HOUSE!!!! IT'S NOT EVEN YOUR GUY'S HOUSE!!! ITS MINE!!!"
"fred, your no fun."
they called their parents that night, and they all left. our excuse was we got a cold, and all started throwing up.
not the best excuse, but it worked, and they all came and got their kids, all with the same tired and annoyed faces.
i called mine... but they were gone, on a vacation. i felt like a kid, calling for help... but they never answered.
and I was left in that house.... all...
alone...
no... i wasn't alone...
after that... i would NEVER be alone...