I WAS A SACRIFICE

The old woman turned around and smiled in the weirdest sort of manner. The

twitching of her lips literally sent shivers down my spine. What did she have on

her mind?

“Oh! honey, don’t be afraid. Come, come to me my dearest.” Her voice boomed

in my ears. I was lifeless, almost stone, I just sat there. On the corner of my bed,

looking at this woman. “I’m, I’m, I’m sorry, I mustn’t be awake right now! I

must sleep. I need to go to bed!” I slept away as she gently faded.

This was not even the weirdest incident in my chain of strange events.

The next night, she came back; this time with two sticks.“Here, my lovable child” she spoke giving the stick to me, “keep them safe, hidden, with you, until tomorrow.” and still there I was, on the same corner of my bed. I kept the sticks inside my nightgown and went to sleep.

Never in my life had I been possessed. It isn't something that happens everyday you know.. All this had been new (obviously) to me so I did not tell this to anyone. But alas! The day wasn’t very far when someone would notice my strange behavior. The mystery woman kept giving me packs of white power, candle flowers and dry leaves to hide and I hid them. I would scream at anyone who came near my cupboard where i had been hiding things. I stopped going to church and stopped sleeping at night all together.Of course, Mom, being how religious she is,called the priest but he sensed nothing and went away soon.

And then, the full moon night came. The woman reappeared; this time, I was

not on the corner of my bed, not in my house. I was in the park, under a huge

Peepal tree. “Thank you little girl” the old woman once again smiled and said in

the weirdest sort of manner. Once again her lips twitched but this time I wasn’t

afraid. This time I was devoted to her, ready to do anything she said.

I made a star, sat in the center and burned myself putting dry leaves and sticks

on me as she chanted,using my mouth to speak,"By the power vested in the witches of the green window and Valak, the god of snakes I hereby redeem myself!" The fire became larger."A sacrifice pouring the blood of the oldest line of the hunters who burned us down. I hereby call upon the witches to come back!" The witch said, in the most unusual voice. A flash sparked, I felt no pain but my blood poured.

Does my family know about this? Did the witch become successful? Did my body become hers or did i die in my own flesh? I really don't know, or want to know.

All I know is I am here now, a ghost, writing,telling my story.