Chp. 11

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I screamed as I woke in a hospital room. Mom looked at me in concern. "Atlantica, dear!" I grabbed my glasses from the table and put them on. "W-what happened" I could see my father wasn't in the room. "We don't know" Pacifica said , tears on her face. I smiled slightly. "Here" she said as she handed me a big bowl of PUDDING!!! My eyes widened. "You got this... F-for me?" She rolled her eyes sarcasticly "No, sweetie! I got it for Mike*!" I laughed and stuffed a spoonful of pudding in my mouth.

About half an hour later the door burst open. "Atlantica!" Came the too-well-known yell of my father. "Whut" I said with the last spoonful of pudding in my mouth. He looked at me in disgust. "This is the second time! The SECOND TIME you get stabbed! What the hell is wrong with you! You shouldn't even be touching those kinds of knifes." I looked at my empty bowl of pudding. "It was the demon" I mumbled. He laughed "the demon?! The demon! Hear that honey? She said it was a demon!" I looked at my bowl of pudding as a tear landed in it. From that moment on I knew what I had to do.... Run away.

*her favorite peacock/chp. 2

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