*flashback*
I was sitting in my friends room waiting for my her to get out of her bathroom. Izzy had been in there for about ten minutes while I sat here and stayed online, looking for something to do.
It had been a while since Izzy's dad had allowed me to come back over. We used to hang out all the time but since we were growing up, things were always getting more complicated.
When she came out, she looked at me with this look of pure excitedness. I looked back at her with this dubious look and asked her what was up.
"Oh my gosh, Lucy! We can do the ouija board tonight!" I looked to her, obviously unsure. I always believed that these things were not meant to be messed with. Strange I know since that's what they were for, but I still didn't think it was right. Or safe.
"I know what you're thinking, Lucy. But please? For me? I won't let anything happen to you." She persuaded. How would she have the control over what would happen to me? I sighed and then agreed. What could happen right?
We started at 3 am because she said something about the barrier from the other world to our world was the thinnest at this time. When we started, Izzy called to the spirits. She asked all kinds of questions and at first, nothing happened. Then, it started moving.
"Are you a good spirit?" Izzy asked.
I moved my eyes to wherever the crazy thing moved it. My hands shook and my breathing became shallow when the piece moved to 'No.' Izzy looked to me as if to ask if we could keep going. I nodded slightly, not sure if I completely wanted to keep going.
"Can you tell us something?" Izzy asked the evil spirit. The piece moved to 'Yes.' Then, we waited as the piece moved across the board where the alphabet was located.
'D.'
'E.'
'A.'
'D.' My breath caught.
"Lucy don't let go! I wanna know what they're telling us." My hands shook but I tried my best to hang on to the piece.
'W.'
'A.'
'L.'
'K.'
'I.'
'N.'
'G.' I looked to Izzy, eyebrows raised. She looked at me and then she asked what the hell that was supposed to mean. Then, the conversation was cut off by the spirit moving the piece to goodbye. I looked up to her with frightened eyes.
"Izzy, what does this mean?" She rubbed my shoulder and told me that it was nothing. We should just go get some sleep. And I agreed. I agreed.
YOU ARE READING
Something To Fight For
FanfictionI didn't know what to do. I had a group once but something happened. Something that could possibly haunt me the rest of my days. Except maybe with the help of Carl I could forget those things.
