DEATH IS NO GAME

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     I used my extensive knowledge of Voodoos and made a simple doll for Adrian. From that day on, my life was sweet. Obviously. Sin is always sweet. I whispered orders into the doll's ear and Adrian would say it out loud.

   I made Adrian tell Natasha that he loved me and he wanted to be apart from her for only a few days. I was glad. Then I made him tell me things I wanted to hear. Things that made Natasha cry. All of a sudden, a slight feeling of hatred grew in my heart for Natasha.

     But that one fateful day, I paid for my sins.....

     Adrian and I were back at the well one day. He stared at me with a blank look. Deep inside, he didn't love me but I didn't care. I remember I left the voodoo doll in the basket of my bicycle so I ran off to get it.

     Unfortunately for me, Natasha was there. She saw it. Everything. Even the doll. She confronted me. I was speechless. I just snatched the doll and ran to Adrian. Natasha followed on behind me. We were stuck in a wrestle over the doll. Natasha was crying.

  I DIDN'T CARE!  I just ran and suddenly, Natasha pulled my hoodie and the doll fell out of my grasp. The doll slipped and fell into the river beside the well...

Adrian...

Was pulled into the river too. He tried to cry for help. Natasha called to me. It was hectic. I couldn't hold back my tears. I was really scared. My legs trembled with fear. Natasha cried out to me. 'Alex! Alex! ' That was the last thing I heard.

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