"Mika..." It called out to me. "Mika..." IT called in a spooky voice. "You have 24 hours till his death. tie up the loose ends to his soul. Your eyes tell all."
I jolted up from my cot as I awoke. "he? who is he?" I asked looking around.
There was no answer just still silence.
"Was I dream?" I asked myself.
I covered my mouth in a bit of small worry. who was he? who was talking to me?
I got up from my cot and looked out my window and whispered to myself with a sigh of relief. "It's just a dream."
It was dark outside. My favorite time of the day. I turned away from the window and looked up at my voodoo doll.
"Your coming with me." I said to him.
I took him down from my ceiling fan and then walked outside. No one seemed to be outside besides me. I walked to the high cliff near my house like I always did and looked below it.
"Well it seems you live near Mika." came a voice that sounded familar.
Suprised I turned toward the voices direction. It was the boy Mura who sat by me on the bus.
"Why do you tend on following me Mura?" I asked.
"Because your interesting Mika." he replied and then added. "And we're friends. remember?"
I grew silent and then whispered. "...Yeah I guess..."
He sat next to me and starred down the cliff.
"Is this all you do?" he asked still looking below the cliff.
"yes, yes I do." I replied.
He smiled and said. "You are a bit strange Mika."
"I get that alot."
"Ignore them. your unique in a certain way."
"How?"
"You should know that answer Mika."
I kept quite and thought how was I unique. Is it that I'm quite and belive in voodoo? Is it I have no friends? Or is it that I am pretty much considered the devils daughter?
"What's that?" he asked me.
"What's what?" I asked him back.
"That." he said pointing at my voodoo doll.
"This is a voodoo doll." I replied.
He blinked a couple of times and said. "Really?"
"Yeah I don't use it though."
"I see." he said and then switching the subject he said. "Well I should be going home. It's getting dark."
He got up and left. Did I scare him off? maybe so...
Then a voice in my head came to me and whispered. "18 hours."
I felt a tingling feeling up my spine.
"What does this mean?" I whispered to myself.
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Moon Wolf.
Sleeping Beauty's in a foul mood For shame she says. "None for you dear prince, I'm tired today,"
"I'd rather sleep my whole life away than have you keep me from dreaming."
"I'd rather sleep my whole life away than have you keep me from dreaming."