⭐️Chapter One⭐️

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Warning!! This book contains: gore , foul language! And lots of blood mentions
{{Before you read!!
Main characters are S/N , Y/N and Michael. (Mainly S/N)}}

Prologue:
The date was 27/10/1994 , she sat in her living room , facing the two young teenagers , maizie and Mabel , as they asked all types of questions about the witches curse , clearly the same event happened , just a few years later. "Please, we need to know. Someone's going crazy as if they've been possessed! Tell us how your sister died." Maizie pleaded. "Please Y/N!" She gave in. "Fine , but it's a long one."

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It was the summer of 1984, the children and teens of Utah were sent to a summer camp, Camp Dreamland. The time was 09:30 , all campers were supposed to be in the cafeteria for 09:00 apart from 2 senior campers. Y/N and F/N were at their cabin , they were joking around and acting like what normal highschoolers in some shitty camp would.
"So. How's you and michael~~" F/N teased Y/N. "We're okay actually , for valentines he took me out!" Y/N smiled and tucked a piece of her [hair colour] locs behind her ear. "Oh yeah i bet you guys had a lot~~ of fun!" F/N winked.

🩰~ Y/N's POV: ~🩰
There is no way she just said that! I mean, yes we had fun , but not in that way! Ew ew ew gross!!! "Ew gross f/n! We're only 16!" I slapped my friend on the arm. "Yea exactly, 16." She replied back. I could feel myself gagging. The thought of that made me feel sick! Before I had the chance to reply , there was a sudden banging on the cabin door , I sharply turned to face it. I checked my watch 09:32 am "SHIT!" I called out, "WE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE AT THE CAFETERIA HALF AN HOUR AGO! SHIT SHIT SHIT!" I hurried myself out of bed and thrusted my shoes on. "Woah woah woah! Did Y/N L/N JUST say shit?!?!" F/N covered her mouth , sarcastically acting shocked. "It's a habit okay?" I pushed open the cabin door to see supervisor Kenny. "You two were supposed to be at the cafeteria-" "half an hour ago , we know!" I interrupted , shoving past him.

🦊~ Michael's POV: ~🦊
God this camp is so boring. If only there was something actually fun to do. "Did you guys hear about the witches curse?" Simon whispered to the 3 of them , "seriously Simon? We're not five there is no such thing!" Frederick rolled his eyes in response and carried on eating his bacon, "actually it might be true!" Jeremy interrupted , suddenly slapping my arm "yo Michael," i turned to face him "yea?" What does he want now? "Do you believe in the witches curse?" I raised a brow "seriously? No i do not believe in it, wha- how does it even work??" I shrugged my shoulders in confusion , why are we even talking about this we're 16! "Well- basically hundreds and maybe even thousands of years ago, there was this witch called Lizzie mayor, she liked killed a bunch of people because she was possessed !" My gaze was perplexed, "okay..but..how, did she get possessed?" I added on. "She got possessed by a nose bleed! To like actually get possessed you have to like bleed on this special rock , it's so weird! How gross is that?" I gagged. "Ew , gross." I rolled my eyes. "Wait- have you guys seen y/n anywhere?" Where was she? She hadn't been in the cafete- oh nevermind.

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Y/N and F/N came bursting in giggling , "I can't believe we're so late oh my god?!" Y/n face planted her self and went to sit down next to Michael. Mike smiled at her , "where've you been?" He smiled , "well..me and f/n have been talking about things." She replied while smirking and giggling, this made Michael raise a brow with confusion , he let out a confused hmph.

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