I looked at the note and read:

|To whom anyone that reads this book must be blessed with the gift of seeing beyond, but listen, anyone who thinks you're weird or crazy are only supporters in your eyes. No one shall spoil you and curse you, you shall be able to be holy and stay holy within God's eyes. - Thank you for your time sinner| 

Sinner? Holy? I don't get what anything is. Maybe I should ask my dad? My dad's grandpa used to be a good witch in Lima, Peru; before he died of course. Maybe, only maybe can I get answers then. But I have to remain chill because that's the solution in every horror movie. 

"Oh crap, I forgot to text my friends!" I thought out loud

I quickly turned on my phone, went to Instagram, and texted my friend Annabelle. Annabelle was a funny, cool, and weird friend, but I didn't have any classes with her this year.

Phone*: 

Kandi: I think I'm being stalked

Annabelle: Wait!How? 

Kandi: Someone left me a note about how I'm going to be holy now, so I'm ded 

Annabelle: yes, yes you are r.i.p 

Kandi: should I tell my dad

Annabelle: Yes, but only your dad, your mom will freak and probably send you to therapy lol

Kandi: k, thanks for the advice gtg