Chapter thirteen: Thorns

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Fifth teen years later you and michael are now 23

As I get up all I can think about is Halloween day. After getting adopted into my family my parents they joined a cult called CULT OF THORNS. Those were the people who made michael kill basically. But that's a lot of stuff. Thinking about Halloween that's when michael will do his killing spree and come back to the cult. At least notice us. We have all worked hard for him we all have worshiped him. Especially me. I am the Maine person in it because I was Michaels friend when we were younger. Which made me and him have a connection with each other. So our leaders are going to use me to see michael and bring him back to the cult. For him to at least know that all of his worshippers are there.But I doubt that he will really care that much about having people being obsessed with him. But in a few days it's Halloween so we'll see then. I sit up from my bed and walk over to my dresser to get changed. I put on my black cloak or that's what I like to call it. And walk down to the basement. All of the people who worship michael live in a motel together. And I'm talking about the whole building. Even the owner. And in the basement is where we do rituals, praying to michael and sending him gifts. I walk down the basement stairs to go and pray to him. I sit down in front of the shrine of michael and start praying to him.

" Dead our lord I hope you hear this message. We've been here this whole time waiting for you. I hope you notice us. We all have been trying so hard to help you but it's not working. When you come back make sure to remember me." I mumble getting up from the praying shrine.

We have real prayers and things to say to him but I just wanted to say a few of my own words to me. I walk over to the pool table and see my parents. " Hi sweetie good to see that your up." My mom says while hitting a red ball with her pool stick.

Even though we're a cult we like to have some fun we're not all dark horrible people. Down in the basement we have a pool table and card games. Along with other things. The basement has only two rooms. One with rituals and the other used for everything else like praying and playing games. I creak open the door to the ritual room and see no one in the room. I always wondered if michael ever did rituals before. When he was younger he said that they seemed cool but I never knew if he did it before. It doesn't matter if he has or hasn't I just hope he doesn't think that it's weird. That's what I hope. Our leader Dr Terence Wynn is not overly obsessed with michael unlike other people. Sadly we had to kill somebody in the cult because of how obsessed they were with him. They would say these disgusting things about him and stuff and we all thought it was way to much. So we all decided that they had to go. For now the cult is nice and stable and no one knows about it. Or that's what everyone thinks if anybody out side of the cult knows that isn't good. All town of Haddonfield would hate us. And the motel. So that's how everything was going. It is all going smooth and well.

Sorry about the short chapter love you guys! <3

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