Hazard Radars

• Erin Seeds, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2017

Dear Diary, 25.02.2034
I'm writing to inform you that I have never had a diary. My friends were doing this, so I thought I could try too, they say it's therapeutic, I might as well get things off my chest. My name is Callie Aarons, I'm 16 years old, My hair is long with the colour hot toffee, I have the classic blue topaz eye colour, and a light skin tone. I bet your waiting to hear about my secret, I have a special power that lets me see danger on a scale, Children would be 1, An Assassin would be 6. I met a new kid at school today, I could sense a scale coming up. In my head the scale’s background , slowly the numbers started fading in, I saw a 1. As I thought, she was harmless, but then a zero started fading in next to the 1, Uh Oh! It was a 10, that meant she was dangerous. “My name is Erika” Erika said. I don't know how and when but I'm going to find out why your so dangerous “Erika”.

Dear Diary, 05.03.2034
I became Erika’s friend, I know she lives at 6 Blood Hill Drive, that's pretty creepy, Erika and her family are all going out to dinner at Brokehill Avenue and won't be back until 3:00am, it's 2:55pm. I need to find as much as I can.

Dear Diary, 06.03.2034
I searched through Erika’s room and found multiple traces of witchcraft, no wonder she's was a 10. It was dark magic, like voodoo dolls. I took a picture of them all and left her room, I searched the rest of the house. I had found it was just Erika who had been using the dark magic, I wonder if her parents even knew about her doing this stuff. The last place I had to check was her parent’s room, as I was rummaging through their stuff I came across a big cardboard box that said ‘Erika's Diaries’. I took the box and ran.

Dear Diary, 08.03.2034
Today I finished reading Erika's diaries, I learnt that she's attempting to try release demons into this world, I need to get rid of her. I tied my hair into a messy back bun, Scarlet red lipstick smudged on, And I put on the darkest clothes I had. I took my Witch Slayer knife. And I texted Erika to meet at an abandoned place. I set off

Dear Diary, 10.03.2034
I swung my knife at Erika, she fell to the ground. I thought she was gone until she stood up, she pulled the knife and grinned and said “Was that supposed to hurt?” “ I thought you were gone!” I screamed, “Honey I'm already dead, you can't kill me” “Also I know you know my secret” she said slyly. She started coming towards me, until the police showed up armed, they took her away. She's gone! Thanks for listening Diary.