chapter 3 unexpected guest

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Now it's my mission to see what happened to my parents. I need to look for clues that Lola might of left behind. But first I need to see what she was looking for in my room.

As I approach my door, I hear someone walking in the driveway step by step but it doesn't sound like Lola. I stay silent until all you hear is boots but then it hit me that Lola was wearing heels not boots.

Step by step I hear each footstep getting closer to me each second. I don't know what's in my room and have no clue who or what I am about to face. I look around the room and at the last minute I jump behind the couch and stayed as quite as possible.

In the silence you hear a shy voice "Hello, is anyone here? Hello I need help," called a little girl. I looked through one of the holes in the couch and saw a girl about my age talking in a high voice.

When the girl turned around I looked through a piece of ruble to see if she's armed with a weapon or something that can be used agents me.

All that happened was she turned in fear and said "IF SOMEONE'S THERE, THIS ISN'T FUNNY I NEED HELP. I'LL HELP YOU IF YOU HELP ME. PLEASE PLEASE please help me I'm lost and scared." The girl seemed scared so I decided to help. I get up from where I was hiding.

"So you will help me if I help you hmm?" I say, trying to make a deal. "I'll get you out of this forest but you must help me solve a mystery. Or you can find your own way out before it gets dark and vicious animals come out, ok? But are you trustworthy?" I come out slowly step by step keeping my guard up and my curiosity down I slowly approach her.... But it's hard to walk up to a person that might have murdered the most important people in my life. When I walk up to her I had a urge to grab her hand and run. The urge was so strong I did it, but it felt like I couldn't control my body I ran into my parents room and stayed hidden under the bed. When I finally gained control of my body I heard heavy footsteps and breathing but I'm still not afraid but my hand won't let go of the random girl. I slowly try to peak to see if I can recognize the person. I get I peak of the persons clothing and body shape. I'm guess it is a Male about 43 years of age with old torn up clothing and a big duffel bag."who is that? I hope we don't get caught under here" I whispered to the girl as she replied whispering "I think that is hobo Vincent he comes into homes he thinks are empty and steels things to to sell for food. But if he catches you there is a possibility of hospital bed for life of not seeing tomorrow". All of a sudden I hear his steps coming closer and closer. That moment I froze and zoned out I remembered I secret fort I had when I was small it was like a tiny house that had tunnels from 3 rooms in the house including where we where hiding. That is when I came back to reality and lightly it the will behind me to find the door. " What are you doing he is coming closer and we need to find a way to escape" the girl said. What do you think I am doing" I whisper as I find the tunnel door and we both crawl in. By the time Vincent looked under the bed I already sealed the door to the tunnel.

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