Chapter 27

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I can still remember the first book I ever read as a small child. It was called the 'Hungry Hungry  Caterpillar' 

I read it every night before I could read anything longer

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I read it every night before I could read anything longer. As I got older mother would read me stories, ones that always had a meaning like 'Thank you Mr. Panda  by R. J.'' Palacio or Small Things by Mel Tregonning'. The last time she read to me was almost a month before her passing. She would cite one section out loud many times and I finally knew what she was telling me. 

"What is it?" Nick asked as I nearly jumped from my seat. 

"Mom, the video.. It's somewhere else.. or it's something a lot more important." 

I led him though the entire house, we made it to a shelf with some books on it along with other things like dusty knik-nacks. There a book sat, the very last book my mother ever touched, the last one she had ever read to me. 

"I am no angel for I have sinned, but nor am I a devil for I have not sinned in blasphemy to the Lord Jesus Christ."  

The section of this continued but this was mother's favorite part. She would always let out a chuckle after reading it. As I pulled the book from the position it was resting, looking at Scott he was watching my every move. Opening the book there was a large portion of the book that was removed or possibly even cut out and with its absent pages was the tape. My "Father" came out to see Scott and I at the shelf. 

"What are you guys up to." asking with a smile

Hiding the tape, I turn to Scott, and he came up with a lie that was believable. "Lil was just letting me barrow a book, I was in the mood to read sir." Holding the book in his hands "I actually have a hard time sleeping without reading first." 

"I see, well I was thinking that tomorrow we could go do something like fishing." 

Fishing? Who honestly who dose this man think I am? I'm not exactly girly or what they call a tomboy. I liked my nails done, and right now there done up with black and red gradient cat eye pattern that was punk and gothy full coverage.  

but in the same I was able to kill a creature that dared to stand in my way

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but in the same I was able to kill a creature that dared to stand in my way. No it wasn't a sort of hobby but I would like to keep trying to solve who the fuck killed my mother. 

"I have school sorry.." I quickly for the first time in life was I so happy that tomorrow was Monday. 

"How about after?" 

I gave him a nod, faking up some happiness. After he had left the room, I turn to Scott.

"We have to see what's on that." I followed Scott to the other room where we had watched the last one. The anticipation grew better of me... 

 

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