New Kid On The Block

Chapter 3

By the time school was over, it was still rainy and windy so I rode the bus instead of walking home. On the bus I tried to call Mom and Dad to see if they were okay since they haven't called me in about a week. They called me once every day and then after a while it was once every other day. When they did call me they sounded sad and their audio was distorted. This made me worried. Even if they didn't call me as often, I still would prefer if they did at least once a week just to give me the idea that they are okay.

 As I was calling them, I got a notification from a "Unknown Number". It just included a voice mail with someone breathing. I didn't know what it meant but it scared me. I called some people I know just to make sure I was the only one who got that voicemail. I didn't want anyone else to be afraid like I was. 

  I didn't want to tell Chris about it because I only wanted to tell the adults who actually know something about this type of stuff. When I got home I took a quick shower and then instead of doing what everyone else was probably doing ,(which was playing games) I scrolled google trying to find what the voicemail meant. It was a number from California which was where my parents where staying until October. They never told me exactly why they where leaving and not coming back for that long. They left May, last month. Since then I've been staying with Uncle J, the J meaning Junior. He's nice but I still miss my parents. I didn't know if I should tell him about the voicemail because he freaks out easily and he can be over-protective of me often. I understand why but sometimes he goes a little too far. 

Tw: Anxiety Attacks

 I don't have anyone that I trust to tell and I know that if I don't do something then worse things may happen than me having another anxiety attack. Something like this happened last year when someone hacked our online zoom meeting. The teachers didn't know what to do so they just left without telling us anything. I left also but the experience was scary and I couldn't join a zoom meeting for a long time.
 

End of tw

I thought long and hard about if I should tell Uncle J about the voicemail and I decided I'll do it before bed because if someone wanted to break into the house and harm us it would be at night.
Even though he would be extremely protective it would probably be better if he was being protective than if he wasn't. 

"Uncle J! I need to talk to you about something!" No response. "Uncle J? Are you home?" I walked into the living room to find a note lying on the table face down. "What?" The note said "I'm out taking care of something. Don't call me."

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