𝓟𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 『 🔪 』

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8:45 am , monday , 22 august , 2022

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8:45 am , monday , 22 august , 2022

AMELIA SWENSON sat on the patio outside of her home, sipping some hot chocolate with a blanket over her lap to stay warm in the fall morning air

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AMELIA SWENSON sat on the patio outside of her home, sipping some hot chocolate with a blanket over her lap to stay warm in the fall morning air. It wasn't a rare sight to find her reading this position, especially when the weather was as nice as it was this morning.

She was currently engrossed in Romeo and Juliet, the latest of many books she'd picked up thanks to the summer reading list sent out by her English teacher.

It was the first time she'd had the house to herself in a long time, with her mom out of town on business and her brother off on a week long road-trip with a few of his friends, it was quiet and almost peaceful.

She stood up and walked inside to make some breakfast. The brunette had been up for a while now, so it was about time she ate.

In the kitchen she pulled a bowl from the cabinet until a shrill ring pulled her from her thoughts and nearly scared the daylights out of her. Amelia walked over to where the landline phone rang on the wall, picking up the receiver hesitantly.

"Hello?" She asked.

"Hello, is this the Swenson residence?" The voice on the other end sounded sympathetic, and the young girl's first instinct was to snap at him.

"Yes, my mom isn't home if you need to talk to her..." she hadn't even asked who he was and she was already rattling off that she was home alone.

' Good move, Amelia.'

"No, that won't be necessary, we've already called her. Ms, Swenson, this won't be easy to hear but... your brother, Preston, was found dead this morning."

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