You and Micheal were best-friends as kids. You loved to do everything with Micheal. Your guys fav game is hide-and-seek. After Micheal killed his sister Judith while you went over to his house after ticker treating you fled home and never saw Michea...
"Beep, Beep, Beep!" Your alarm clock goes off and you grumble rolling over toward your nightstand and turn it off. Picking up your phone you wince your eyes from the brightness. "5 messages, 2 missed phone calls, and some facebook notifications..." You grumble and put it down. Sitting up your rub your eyes and stretch. The room was dark, you made your way to the curtains and opened them and the sun shines through lighting up every dark space in your room. Stretching once more you look at the window seeing some cars go down the street, some kids playing ball in the street and birds fly by. "Another day." You mumble to yourself. Turning away from the window you walk to your bathroom and flip on the light. Your makeup stuff covered the whole sink. Some of your clothes were in a basket by your small closet. Stretching you took your plain (y/f/c) t-shirt off and (y/f/c) panties and turned on the shower. Stretching once more you stepped in the shower.
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Walking downstairs in a t-shirt and flannel, with jeans and boots (in the picture above) you yawn and walk into your kitchen. You phone buzzed as you opened your fridge, grabbing the carton of milk you sit down at the table and bring your legs up to your chest and take a sip of milk straight from the carton. Sighing and looking at your phone, you then opened your messages. One was from numbers you didn't even know. (You clean houses for a living btw.)
(Here is a bit of chapter 3! If you guys have any request or any ideas to put in my lame story, just comment and I might put them in my story :)
