It was a break. Our classmate Arman announced:
“We're writing a test to morrow. I'm going to call a spirit and see what'll come out of it. Who'll join me?”
“What do we need? An invisible hat, a magic stick?" I jeered.
“We'll need a candle, a plate and cardboard”, exclaimed Anna and followed Arman. As everyone else decided to go, I joined them too. In some minutes we were in the school basement armed with all we needed. Then we lit the candle.
“Spirit, tell me what mark will I get tomorrow?” asked Arman full of solemnity.
“A bad one”, said someone with a harsh & ghastly voice.
"What about... me?" asked Vaheh fearfully.
"The same is true about you", said the same voice.
"Oh, mammy, dear mammy ", started shouting the girls.
We weren’t anxious about Arman & Vaheh’s bad marks but about the voices. The boys were frightened too. Moreover, we had put out the candle and were knocking ourselves against the walls in dark. Suddenly somebody switched on the light.
"Oops", we said all together.
The spirit which was so much like our headmaster stood over the candle remains, the broken plate & the cardboard.
We’d better not touch upon what came after for everyone has once attended school and been in the headmaster’s room.
You’d better get properly prepared for tests, believe us.
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