My Ominous Next Door Locker Companion

*UPDATED*


Referred to as, Yellow Lock.

Dear: Yellow Lock,

Hello, we have not yet met, I am the locker adjacent to yours, and I have a few concerns.

One, I have never seen you, we should get together for coffee, or Booster Juice. Get to know one another, for I imagine we shall be sharing locker vicinity for the remainder of the year. And what better way to get over the initial awkward get to know you conversation then with a tasty pomegranate-y fruit drink in hand?

Two, Your locker is starting to smell bad. In fact it has passed the small, easily ignored, stink of over ripe squashed fruit. And yesterday I thought I heard something scratching the door from the inside. Also, there is a line of gross smelling sticky stuff dripping out of one of the vents. It is concerning. So that leads me to believe one of three possibilities.


                 1. You have a dead body in your locker 

     - in which case I retract my offer of Booster Juice
2. You have somehow successfully created a door into Narnia
3. Your Locker is haunted.

I am an optimist, so I am leaning towards two. If it is three though, I would like to know immediately. You should Ghost bust that shit.

Three, your evasive techniques are impressive. Sometimes (and I am not proud of this) in between classes, I run up to the lockers and try to catch you in the act of opening your locker. So far, all of my attempts have been futile. Do you even exist, Yellow Lock?

Should I send out a search party? 

Impatiently Yours,

Teagan