Voodoo Doll Drawings Novels & Stories

The scissors lay limply by the side, as though tired of being used. "Esmeralda Queendaline Raymonds, what in heaven's name has come over you?" Jade screamed.C was still too surprised at the sight she beheld to say a word. "Mummy Jade, mummy Chloe, I have been dyaing all day. I dyew you and you and my fyend Yicky. Come see!" They slowly followed her to the bathroom, their eyes shocked, their lips parted open in shock. Confused on what to say. There, on the marble bathroom walls, that Jade had spent thousands of pounds on ship and had shipped in from Australia were three drawings of big heads and tiny broom-like hands and legs, and waists so tiny Jade thought they were light strokes from short

This was why even though his breathing turned ragged, he still looked for the doll and finally after much looking around he caught sight of a dark doll that had a minor fragment of the piece of glass stuck to it which was glinting under the moonlight. He swam over to the voodoo doll that was lying behind the boulder and then picked it up before swimming right back to the surface of the water, as soon as he broke through the water's surface Derek heaved a huge breath and then took long gulps of air before turning to Logan and shouting, “ Start the cpr again!” His arm held high above his head that was clutching the voodoo doll. He raised his head and looked at the ugly doll and rolled his eyes

She was now determined to find someone that could reverse the spell. Jennifer went to a small little house in the country to see the Voodoo Doctor Ellen. Ellen was known as being the best in the county. Jennifer explained to Ellen that Lillie, the witch, had used black magic put a spell on her. She thought it was to kill her. Ellen agreed to help Jennifer and explained to her while protection spells and rituals are the best way to prevent hexes, jinxes, and other malevolent magic from sticking to you in the first place, reversals are the best way to shake it off. A reversal would have to be performed.

A few days pass after the Donnie incident at school. I don’t remember what happened, but I’m amazed that I stood up to him and fought back. The doctor told me everything that I had done. I was forced to write an apology letter to the school, Donnie and his parents. That wasn’t fun in the slightest. I sit at my desk in my room and open up my notebook. For some reason I’ve been drawing strange sketches recently of a strange creature. I don’t know what it is I’ve just drawn them. They’re quite disturbing. Especially that in my mind the creature murders children and takes their souls. It’s a bit dark…