IT`S FOR ME

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constant knocking on my door

Submitted: November 27, 2017

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 Are you coming or what? Every night the same.
"Are you coming or what?"
Look through the misted up glass, Is it him again.
It had been nearly a month this had been going on.Time to put a stop to it.
"I don't know you, so why should I come?"
" Its part of our deal."
" What deal I don't know what you are
talking about?"
 In my mind, I keep trying to place this face with the monotonous question. 
"You've not forgotten what you agreed to have you?"
A distant nagging is breaking out of my head, What have I done, what have I agreed to. 
There is something very disturbing about this person. It's the kind of face that is not quite exposed, a little
tired a little worn, just not clear enough to identify who or what it is.
 Tired out by this mirage come what may its time to rest, I have been feeling exhausted for weeks.
"Are you coming or what?"
 No, not again. It was time to sort this out once and for all.
"Listen I don't know you I don't want to know you so why keep asking the same question?"
"It was your idea nobody wanted to risk messing with the old witch doctor."
Witch doctor !!! that struck a chord. The old man down at number thirty, the dirty old immigrant from Africa.
I recall messing about with this old fellow telling him to go back home, go join the rest of his family. 
Daubing all sorts of graffiti on his walls was probably a step too far but he asked for it ranting mumbo jumbo about when he was our age.
"Be careful what you wish for, never look a gift horse in the mouth."
I had this sort of nonsense from my parents, I didn't need it off some ignorant savage.
 Since his arrival bad luck seemed to dog the street and lurking in the background would be the witch doctor. 
Was he connected was he causing all the bad luck? It had to be. Several deaths had followed his arrival, a couple of major incidents traffic chaos, it all fitted together now.
 The doubts are coming thick and fast in my mind. Who has this constant calling person got me mixed up with?
I delve into my mind and the witch doctor kept popping up. 
The last time we had met I had really ripped into him totally over the top but I was a kid, we do that sort of thing.
“ If I never see you again it will be too soon,”
Yes, that will show him.
”I would sooner play with the village idiot,“ his son who we had also messed with so bad he jumped off a bridge into a raging
river never to be seen again.
 His last words “Be careful what you wish for”
 There it goes again the constant tapping on the door and the inevitable.

“Are you coming?”


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