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17. Charlie Charlie: The Pencil Game


It was 25th of January 2019, Friday, at school.
I was sitting beside Mahasweta in the first bench of 3rd row.
At the lunch break, there was a conversation about Bloody Mary in our Friends Circle. Suddenly I remembered about 'Charlie Charlie'. Then I asked one of my friend, "Hey, will you play 'Charlie Charlie' with us." She got interested and agreed. I knew she would. Her name is 'Aratrika'.

After the recess, our class teacher took Aratrika for some reasons. So we (Me, ItsMGsSHINEmahasweta(Mahasweta), Priyanka and Sreetama) asked Aratrika for her notebook. She gave us her geography copy.

We drew there the game base like this⤵


I had 2 pencils so we took those and set up the game base. We turned off the lights(even though some lights were coming from the window).
We were only 4 girls in the whole class. The others were boys. Some of the boys from the next row were too excited and interested to watch the game.
I asked, "Charlie Charlie, are you here?" to the game.
But it was in vain.
Priyanka said, "The lights are coming from the window that's why it isn't working.
Sreetama said to the boys, "Don't see otherwise it will not work."

Then, we put the game under the desk. And I asked again, "Charlie Charlie, are you here?"
Then we waited above the desk for sometime. We held each others hands and closed our eyes.
After one minute, we opened our eyes and looked under the desk.
The pencil pointed to "YES!"
Then we asked it several questions in the same process:
Asked it the question
• Waited above the desk for 1 minute
Held each others hands
Closed our eyes
Then after one minute, we looked under for the answer

"Charlie Charlie, will you harm us?"
"YES"

"Charlie Charlie, can we be friends?"
"NO"

This questions took the whole 1 period! The boys were peaking at the game. So we blamed them, that they were the reason it's not working.
Our class teacher actually knew what we were up to. But she just laughed it off.

Then, it was Phy.Ed. class. We kept the game inside my desk and I asked, "Charlie Charlie, can we leave?" And went to the back field of our school.

Our PT teacher ( Ranjit Sarkar; Ranjit sir) was absent so the Karate teacher (Anthony Halder; Sensei) decided to hold a 'Kho-Kho' match between 2 teams. I was in the different team from Mahasweta, Priyanka and Sreetama. I was with my previous year's ( class 7) friends.

I did pretty well in the match. I could feel, that a boy was continuously staring at me.

After the match, I saw that boy. He held a pole and lift his body up. OMG, it was such a cool move. I was totally impressed.

When the bell rang, Mahasweta asked me, that would I go to the washroom or not. I said, okay.

After coming from the washroom, to our class (class 8D), I took out the game from my desk. And I was horrified to see the answer. It said, "NO!"

Priyanka got worried. She told me to give a pen to her.
I asked, "why me?"
She said, "because the pencils are also yours."
Then I took out my pencil case. As soon as I opened it, I found a note saying:
       "Minerva, I will not leave you
                                  From Charlie "

I mistook the 'leave' as 'love' and shouted, a guy's name (the one who showed that cool move). Thank god, he didn't hear me. Because, it was not him who wrote it.

Everyone got scared from that letter from Charlie. Priyanka and Mahasweta said, that it was my last day.
I asked, "why me?"
Priyanka said, "because you were the one who was asking the questions to Charlie."

Then Mahasweta and Priyanka did many stupid rituals for removing my curse, while Sreetama was busy flirting with the boys. I said I don't believe them. But they did so many stupid things to make me believe.

Then when I was bored, I drank some water and kept my eyes wide open for almost 1 minute. Then, when finally a tear rolled from my eyes, I showed them that I was crying. They believed that I really was ( it is so easy for me to cry without a reason ) ( just think about the most saddest and hardest time of your life😭 ).

Then, Priyanka told me to throw the game in the toilet. I disagreed, saying that I don't want to go alone. But she comforted me, saying that there might be others, I shall not be alone.
I asked again, "why me?"
Priyanka said, "because you are cursed!"
I said, "okay, okay."

Then I went to the washroom. Luckily, there were some girls from class 9. One of them smiled at me ( as usual ). And I smiled back at her. Her name is, 'Anusua' ( I know, it's weird ). She applied her lip balm and left the room.

I threw the paper in one of the toilets. ( there are 4 toilets in the room. I threw it in the first one, near the door)
and went back to the class.

Then the class ended. Mahasweta and Priyanka went to the washroom and threw the 2 pencils (which were used in the game) after breaking them in the first toilet.

*From that day, none of us go to that toilet. That toilet is so weird now. Because when we enter the washroom, it seems as if the door of the toilet is open. But when we go near to it, we find it closed. I don't know if the others noticed it or not. But I did, for sure.*

At class,
They said that they were pranking me all this time. ( Hmph! as if I believed them 😒 😛).

They broke the pencils because they were afraid if the real 'Charlie Charlie' would curse them.

Then Mahasweta ( my seatmate ) went to the second bench bench to sit with Priyanka ( thinking, that she might be cursed too if She would sit beside me ) for the whole last class ( moral science )

Non sence

The moral science teacher ( Shapna miss ) was absent (or maybe she was taking another class ) so another teacher came in substitution to our class. Her name is  'Mangima Chakraborty'. We call her as 'Mangima Miss'. She is very kind and friendly (our English, History and Civics teacher).

I told her, "Miss! *pointing out to Mahasweta* she have changed her seat"
She said, "it's okay."

What that heck?!

Normally everyone scolds the 'seat-changing students' and SHE?!

Priyanka asked for some water. When I was giving her some, she said, "No thanks, you're cursed.😂"

How lame was that?😑

When Mangima miss was bored, she told us to open our History copy, to take some notes. Then she went to Shapna miss to take the note, which was missing.

Meanwhile, in the class, a boy from the next row ( the fatty one ) asked for my notebook because he missed some lines from the dictation, that Mangima miss gave. So I gave him my notebook. He took, and wrote, "Charlie" on the first page. I snatched it away from him and shouted, "It ain't good, Boral (his surname; we call him by that from childhood)!" Then I tore that page (and the whole notebook was tore then) and threw it in the dustbin (that page only; not the notebook).

When I was coming to my seat, that 'cool move's' guys said, to me indirectly (shouting) "why so much anger, Minerva?" Sarcastically.

I ignored him . . .

Then when I sat on my seat, he said, shouting (I don't want to mention his name), "One crazy girl" sarcastically.

He's the most Sarcastic person, I've ever met in my life!

Phew! The day was the craziest day of my life!

Then, when I was coming home from school, near my house, I took my right hand near my face. "OMG! When did it ever happened?" I said, looking at a scar on my hand. It was bleeding but looked like it hasn't been too long since it was cut.

I thought, "whatever!"

Then I reached home and changed everything! - my pencil case, pencils, erasers, sharpers, etc.

At night, I was watching a YouTube video (actually, 2)

In the channel called, "Ankur Kashyap vlogs"

There was a boy, playing Charlie Charlie with her sister.

In their next video, they discussed about the changes at their home after playing 'Charlie Charlie'.

Then I thought . . . . . . . what about that scar in my hand?! It was still looking like that it was cut just a minute ago.
I was JUST FREAKED OUT!

Even though I was Freaked out, it was really fun!

Ooooh . . . . . . this part is bigger than any chapter of "THERE'S SOMETHING ABOUT HIM...."

So . . . . . .

PACE!✌

-To be continued... Someday soon...

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