A/N: sorry that this is so short, I am currently in the middle of class trying to write frantically. Anyways, enjoy!
"To the gaming room!" I shout, marching like a toy soldier. Liz follows, in the same fashion.
"Now, what game shall we play, oh queen of the demons?" I say, smirking at Liz.
"Oh, I have a good idea! Why don't we play Sister Location?" Liz says, looking at me with her 'puppy dog eyes'.
"Oh please," I say, giving her that you-really-think-that-that-is-a-good-idea look. "You and me both know that you are a literal scaredy-cat."
"Pleeeeeeaaaaaaseee?"
"No."
"I'll get you new switch controllers"
"LETSPLAYWHATAREYOUWATINGFOR"
"Imm assuming you said thank you, dearest Elizabeth, you can play Sister Location whenever you please."
"YESYESYESYESISAIDTHATNOWLETSGO"
Liz ran after me. After a little while of setting up, I handed Liz the controller.
~Timeskip~
"Man, I was right wasn't I? You are the easiest to scare. I mean, did you hear how loud your scream was when BALLORA jumpscared you? I mean, come on! BALLORA!" I burst into laughter.
"Hey! She was scary!" Liz protested, getting up. "And," she continued, " You screamed when Ennard was in the vent."
~FlashBack~
Ennard is in the vent.
"AAHHH NONONONONO YOU BRUNT SPAGET GET OUT I AM SHUTTING THE DOOR ON YOU NONOO!"
~End of flashback~
"No, I was saying how I didn't want Ennard in the vent. Also, it was out of anger, not fear." I say, looking at Liz.
"Ok, fine," Liz huffed as she crossed her arms.
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Secrets
Teen FictionThis is my first real book, soo, yea. Bear with me here. No one knew. No one understood. My "mom" and "dad". No one knew that my dad was a burglar. They didn't know about the scars, beer glasses, cigars, and blood-curdling memories. Everyone thoug...
