The creepy dude grabs and pulls my hand. Before I can react it drags me into the school closet. I do what I know you're supposed to do. I scream. "I don't know you! Failed experiment! Arrest him!!!"
"Firstly," it smiled. "they can't hear you. This closet is sound proof."
"Is not!!!" as I scream, I realize my voice is muffled. "Well, m-maybe," I stutter. "What do you want from me? Why have you been stalking me?" I wish my voice was not this shaky.
"You see," it grins creepily. "I am your father."
"That's not possible!" After speaking, I realize something. "Wait... She- my sister... She said I was a h-he. Is that what she meant?"
"Very observant." The creepy person- my dad combs its- no his black hair out of his face.
