AM I A VOODOO?

THE UNEXPECTED VISITOR

I was shocked to see a picture of a voodoo doll with the words 'You're Next' on it. On the doll were the numbers 1.50. What was that supposed to mean? Tracy and I heard the bell and dashed off to class.

Our eyes tried to look for Tasha. She was there! We ran towards her. 'Hey Tasha, can we talk?' I asked. She nodded fearfully. 'Can you explain to me about what's going on?' Tasha was puzzled. 'What.. What do you mean? I don't get it's she stammered.

'Wait.. YOU didn't send me those notes?' I asked dumbfounded. 'Oh Alex, whatever do you mean?' I've never heard Tasha raise her voice. We narrated the whole story to her. She was shocked and almost cried. I tried to calm her down. If it wasn't Tasha? Who was it?

While we were walking back to our lockers, Tasha fell down and hurt her knee. So, we had to stop for a minute to pick her up. As I was helping her up, someone pushed me down and I hurt my knee too. We looked at each other in shock.

I was in a cloud of thoughts that day. I was staring at my room ceiling and shut my eyes. Suddenly, I had a dream. A weird one. I was tied to a tree in a dark jungle. 'You deserved this. You really do'a voice said. I could feel blood gushing out of my chest.

I got up in a shock. I dialed Tracy and told her everything. She told me to call Tasha. On second thoughts, Tasha isn't that bad after all. She was just shy I suppose. I called her and told her everything. She was silent. 'Alex, I have bad news. I had a similar dream to yours. Except in my dream, the voice said 'Sorry dear. You're my bait. '

We were shocked. Everything is wrong. I think I know what's going on. The clock struck 11.50p.m. Wait.. I think I know what is happening. I know what 1.50 means. It all makes sense now. Oh damn...