Chapter Eighty

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10/14/2019

Dear Diary,

Dreamt

Walking into a strange home, Kyle is sitting on the couch, and I grab my purse, and say, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm visiting," he says, as I put my purse over my shoulder, and then walk to the front door. As I open the front door, two strange men jump in front of me, and I close the door, and say, "Who are you? What is it?"

"Where yeah going?" one of the men says.

"I'm leaving! I have to be somewhere," I say, as I put my hand on the doorknob. As I walk out of the house, I run down the street, and take a left, and come to a pier. Staring at the waves crashing onto the shore, someone approaches me from behind, and says, "Come with me."

"Who are you? Where are we going?" I say in a skeptic voice.

"Just trust me," he says, as he grabs my hand. As we walk into his home, I walk barefoot on a white and blue pattern carpet down the hall.

As I hear the front door open, I hear Geo walking in, and he says, "Luna! It's me. Where are you? I want to show your something."

As I walk back up the hall, Geo stands in the kitchen, holding a Ouija board, and he says, "You wanna call the dead? They will rise!"

"No! Not really. It's not my forte," I say.

"Yeah, but you'll be like me someday. Why not use the black magic," he says, as he touches the side of his face with his knuckles, and rubs his goatee faintly.

"I don't want to be like you. I'm just reading people, and using my vision. I won't play with darkness," I say, as I look at him, and then walk away.

"You already are playing with darkness. I'm not going to tell anyone about our witchery! Are you?" he says, as he puts the board on the table.

"No. I'm pretty sure people wouldn't believe us anyways," I say, as a tattoo of a purple dragon with long yellow claws squeezes a light hair brown woman appears on her left thigh.

"Me personally! I don't care what people think. Why should you? What do you think of goofer dust," he says, as he looks at her black flip flops, and red toenails.

"I'm not too sure what to think of Hoodoo magic?" I say, as I walk out of the house.

Awoke

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Thanks For Reading!
Jamie Sweet

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