CHAPTER 1: WHO?
Throwing my backpack over my shoulder I walked out the school doors. The walk home never changed, always the same trees only part way hiding a creak. My mom showed me this way in middle school, she loved the old park in the middle of the trees. No one really came to this park anymore because it was more of a court yard, it had a apartment building mostly vacant. Not a-banded, just not used much. There was a small building on the roof and a latter to the side because of the latter no one really noised the door up top. I glimpsed something in the ally so I went to check since almost...
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