I Voodoo You

Chapter 1

Kitty's P.O.V

"Hey emo! How many times did you cut yesterday then?"
I ignore Kirsty's remarks and carry on with my work. School is the last place I want to be. Every single day I'm the target and Kirsty's the gun. I like my room. I'm safe there. No Kirsty. Nobody. Just me. I snap out of my thoughts when Kirsty throws a paper ball at my back. I pick it up. Sadness fills my eyes when I see what's drawn on it. They've drawn me slitting my wrists, blood pouring from the fresh wound onto the floor. I turn it around to see a gravestone with the name 'Kitty Bellgrove' written on it. I turn to meet their smug faces. My eyes water as I throw the scrap of paper at her.
"KITTY! YOU DON'T THROW THINGS AT PEOPLE!!!" Mr.Cadrick yells at me.
Their not people. They're monsters that don't care about anyone but themselves!
"But they-" Mr. Cadrick cuts me off.
"No excuses! Detention for throwing things and answering back!"
I sigh. I hear their little victory giggles and high-fives. Mr. Cadrick hated me. He always has. He's the worst teacher in the school. But Kirsty, Bella, Jane and Gemma might as well sit on his lap so he can stroke them like cats. It felt like the lesson went on for a life time. They kept poking me just to get on my nerves. Mr. Cadrick watched them do it, saying nothing to them at all. They'd get away with murder. Mr. Cadrick would come along with them, just to hold their coats. But the bell finally rings and everybody leaves the classroom. Everybody but me.
"Okay, you are going to sit here for an hour, thinking about how you behaved. You do NOT, and I repeat NOT answer back to a teacher or throw things at other students! Because with me there will be consequences! I do not tolerate bad behavior! Especially from you! You think being bad makes you a better person? I SHOULD HOPE NOT! And if you think it does, you have a lot of music to face! Now I'm going to the staff room to get some coffee." He walks over to me and slams his hands on my desk. "And you better be here when I get back." He growls deeply.
He walks out of the classroom, leaving me alone. Geez! I only threw a bit of paper! I wish I had a doll of him so I could do all sorts of evil things to it. The feeling of hanging Mr. Cadrick? Oh yes! I remember learning about Voodoo Dolls. They don't work of course. But I just want to think I'm actually torturing Mr. Cadrick. I think of something that I could take. Something that belonged to him. So the doll looks more like the idiot. I get up and tiptoe over to his desk, rummaging through his belongings. I find his tie and realise he had taken it off. YES!!! I don't really care if he finds out. Detention isn't much different from what I do at home. I sit back down, burying the tie in my bag as deep as I can.
1 hour later

It's getting dark quite quickly. I have to walk through a load of different alleys.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Whisper.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Whisper.
There's whispers coming from an alley I'm in.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Buzz.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Buzz.
There's a lamp post buzzing; flickering on and off.
I'm getting scared now. I can hear the whispers again.
"Lets hurt her."
I gasp. My heart beating faster than ever. I know that voice.
Kirsty.

A/N: So that's the beginning of the story. Hope you likes! =D