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Chapter 4: His Teeth

         He sat there. Just staring at me. With those teeth. They were so big! So yellow! So ugly! So mortifying! I stood there not knowing what to do. His dead grey eyes felt like they were digging into my soul with evey blink that he didn't take. He wasn't the only one starring at me. Everyone else was too. I'm pretty sure my mom was crying, but I didn't know for sure because his face was so captivating. As much as I wanted to look away, it was as if it was impossible.

         He pulls his face away from mine and looks at my dad, the smile from his face gone, "I like your thinking Grey. But how might we seclude this state from the rest?" My dad stops glaring at me to meet the gaze of his co worker,"I haven't quite worked it completely out, but I will get to you when I do."

         I still don't know what to do. So I'm standing here like an idiot. At least now I can figure out that my mom is crying, she's in the living room which is directly adjacent to the kitchen, sobbing quietly to herself. I want to cry too. His face creeped me out that much. The bald man turns back to me, not even really looking at me he says, "Now leave boy, go pack your things like I told you."

         Hesitantly I back up the stairs and when at the top of the staircase, sprint to my room and shut the door as quietly as possible. How am I even supposed to know what to pack? I don't know where I'm going so I don't know what to prepare for! I don't know if I can pack my laptop, I don't know if I can pack my guitar. I don't know if I'm supposed to pack casual clothes or dress clothes, or any clothes. I don't know how many nights I'm packing for, I don't know if I'm packing for life.

         I end up packing a weeks worth of clothes into this old ripped up duffle bag that was quite large. I also packed a pair a dress clothes just in case. I did end up packing my laptop and its charger in the very bottom of the bag covered by all the rest of my clothes. By the time I was done packing, it was 3:26. I wondered if the strange man and his friends were gone. I hoped they were. But I also hoped the weren't. Because if they were gone, then mom and dad would chew me out if I went downstairs, but I guess they might be able to know where was going and how to pack. By if they weren't gone, then that creepy man, his friends, and his huge yellow teeth were still in this house. I almost considered going to sleep so I wouldn't have to deal with either, by that would only make tomorrow come quicker. So I just sit on my bed for the next hour, being to lazy to get my laptop out of my already packed bag. I plopped myself onto my bed and let out a sigh.

         Just as I began to relax, I was jerked out of my rest by the sound of my door knob turning and the creak noise it made as it opened. I stare at the door wondering if it was my mom, or maybe my dad? But alas, it wasn't either of them, but instead it was the bald man. His yellow teeth buldged out of his mouth and his gray eyes looked into mine as if to try and take my soul. He was in my room now.