Reality Hits

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Y/N POV

It has been 3 years since the entire shit show and my memory of it has been getting fuzzy, my old therapist said that it was most likely because of all the trauma that my brain is trying to build a wall up and make me forget about it. My brain is doing a fair job at it too, I don't remember most of my teen years. I am currently at a job called typist, people tell me to write something and I do so, I can also revise books and that stuff. My mother passed a while ago, I can't quite remember but she told me never to go to Haddonfield Illinois. I am in my house typing away and listening to Rob zombie (if you know, you know (; ), I finished and started my lunch routine and ate a bland ass turkey sandwich. 

After I finished my small meal I walked over to the kitchen table and grabbed my phone, I jumped at the noise of ringing. When I answered it, the voice of my bitchy boss rang in my ears. " Y/N! I need you to move." I was hella confused at this, my job was mainly online and didn't require me to move. " I'm sorry why?" I asked confusion and annoyance in my voice. 

" Look, this might sound fucking weird but you are going to move into a different department and get higher pay, please move. No one wants you here and you are the only one willing to do so." I wasn't offended by this, I knew SHE didn't want me from the start and as long I was away from this bitch I am good. "Where do I need to move to?" I asked nonchalantly 

My eyes widened at what she said next " I need you to move to Haddonfield Illinois. Got that sugar cube." I didn't want to make my mother turn in her grave but a girl gotta make some dough. I sighed and then replied reluctantly " I will be there in two to three days." With that, she hang up and I started to look for houses in that area. Luckily there was a house for cheap and large too. I set a bid and started to pack.

( TIME SKIP)

After getting all my stuff together I found out that I was able to successfully purchase the house and I started to drive. I didn't have that much stuff so I just took off. 

After a long ass time of driving, I made it to my new house grabbed my pillow and blanket and just crashed. 

(The Next Morning) 

I woke up groggily and found myself in the middle of my empty house, I picked up my phone and there was a text from my new boss that told me that I start my new job the day before Halloween, it was October 27 I had 3 days to get all my stuff together and get ready.

I hate when I have a hard feeling of Deja vu. and also being... watched?


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