Book of Future

Part 3 | It won't go away

I grabbed the book and went outside and started walking along the side of the road. I saw a bench up ahead and walked up to it to place the book down. I slid the book under the bench. I walked away Glad I don't have to look at that creepy ass book.

The next day I woke up to my loud ass alarm but... the book was on my night stand and I screamed bloody murder. I took the book off my nightstand and threw it out my window obviously seeing it land in a mud puddle in my backyard. I left the house trying to get away from this voodoo magic.

Is someone stalking... ME!? There is no other explanation I'm not trusting that book or whoever wrote it. I walked to my local grocery store and got some drinks from the soda isle. I took em up to the register and ended up paying 22.76 dollars. I grabbed the soda they already put in the bag for me. I walked home put the soda in my fridge but I felt something still in the bag. I opened it and.. the book.

I thought "wait if it's in my bag then the cashier must be stalking me" I carefully walked back to the store but I saw that.. the line I was in just minutes before had been closed because there was no cashier. Now I'm fucked.. I walked back home took a long look at the cover of the book trying to see any hidden message. The only thing I guess you could say is that the cover was a shade of red but dark and less saturated

I thought maybe it needs to be put back in its exact place like some fantasy story. I put it back in the exact spot I found it on the side of the road. I ran back home then closed and locked all my windows and barricaded my door.

I went to sleep and I woke up and it was gone. I sighed with relief when it came flying through my window and hit me in the face. "WHAT THE FUCK" I screamed and shot up tryna see who threw the book. No one seemed to be outside and I was mad. I threw the book on the ground and stomped on it with all my might. It was a good way to get my anger out but it wasn't enough.
I went in my backyard and lit the book on fire.

Once I lit it on fire I threw it into some old wood planks I had and let them burn aswell. Once I saw the book had burned all its pages I pored water all over it putting out the fire. Just the hard book cover was left now covered in ash making it look a lighter shade. With heavy breath I walked inside and ate some food. Had I gotten rid of it? I was thinking about it the rest of the day. I went to sleep that day and woke up.

I woke up to see... it was still here pages all intact except the cover was still that weird ashy color. I realized one of the pages, the last one still had a burn mark and only that page did.