Chapter 11

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*C. Berman*

I woke up to loud banging, and locks moving.

I looked around right when I saw a flashlight beam from a window.

shit, what if the killers found me... what if they're back.

I ran to find Major Tom and brought him to my closet in my room.

"stay here buddy, it's okay" I closed and ran from the door as I heard his little cries.

I grabbed a knife and hid right by the window.

as it was slowly opening I felt my heart pounding through my chest.

right as I saw someone's head come in, I grabbed and threw the to the ground.

"please, please. wait, we called you" I heard from a girl.

she moved the flashlight and I saw her face, then I looked to my left and saw a boy climbing through.

"what are you guys doing here? why would you come here?"

"we need help and you're the only person who will believe us"

she stood up and the boy stood beside her.

"I'm Deena, and this is my brother Josh."

I nod.

I unlocked all the locks on the door and followed them to their car.

Deena opened the trunk.

"no.... absolutely not" I walked away in shock.

"NO PLEASE... she's all I have, I can't lose her. all our friends died tonight."

I looked at Josh to see his head down.

"go somewhere else, I can't help" I said walking away.

"but you saw her right? Sarah Fier?" Josh questioned.

I stop walking.

"get as far away from here as you can."

"wait!! I bet if you had someone you loved get possessed, you'd probably try to help them... right?" Deena asked.

I sighed knowing this would be a bad choice.

"come in.."

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