I'm walking back to class,of course in a worse mood ever because I definitely do not want to go back to class.Walking in the door I got that whiff of sweat,#2 pencils and tears,the thing I hate most about this hell hole.Half an hour passed,class ended and walking passed the same area the door was in,I noticed that the door wasn't there.I kind of want to know where its running off to all the time.Last class flew by again and school was finally over.I did not and never have and never will hesitate to body slam the people in this school to be the first one to get out.I oddly wanted to go check out the door again.I headed toward the street again and walked all the way down to the concrete wall.It wasn't even here.This weird's me out every time I even think about it.I stared at the wall,at the green and red spray paint that was chipping off the concrete.Eventually I just turned the other way and started walking home again.Walking through the door of my house,I heard my mom calling my name.
"Tyler come here,we have a guest"she yelled through the house.
"Coming!"I yelled back.I through my bag onto the kitchen table and hurried into the living.I walked into the living room and I saw my mom sitting in the recliner and a man sitting on the couch dressed in all black.I would of thought that my mom would of made him take off his hat but he had his face covered so maybe he wasn't comfortable.I sat down In the other chair not realizing how Long I had been starring at him until my mom started talking.
"Tyler this is detective Hanley from the Rhode Island Detective Agency." she said.I was still confused as to why he was here. "He is here becuase the Agency is running a tape recorded survey for Rhode Islands single parents" she continued.I could barely make out what his face looked like because of his hat but I could clearly see that his eyes were fixed right into mine.
"Hello Tyler" he started."How are you?"
"Im good" I replied.This guy has a weird feel to himself,I dont like the way hes lookng at me.What does he know?
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The Door
FantasíaMy life was like all the others until I found out what I could really do
