Chapter 3: Letter

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I was not suprised, as I walked to the door and saw the neatly handwritten letter lying on the 'welcome home' mat. The same as usual. I opened the letter and it read:

This was the first time that this person had mentioned Vinnie, I was scared , this means 1

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This was the first time that this person had mentioned Vinnie, I was scared , this means 1. they know who Vinnie is 2. they know we are going camping and 3. Its not safe anymore, they could be planning something, for me or Vinnie.

I really didn't know what to do. I don't want to start an argument about the letters again. But I didn't want to hide this from her. I hid it from her.

After reading this letter, I carried on packing my camping stuff. I couldn't afford to think about it.

A few minutes later, Vinnie texted me the location of the camping ground, and I noticed something quite quickly. The camping ground was in the middle of nowhere. It was 20 minutes away from the closest currently occupied house. This camping trip was starting to look even darker.

As I was rereading the letter, I realised something. They had written, 'See you there!'
I already was uneasy; this made it worse. But this could be them thretaning me, scaring me, or they were being dead serious.

It was 7 p.m., and I decided to make some pasta. I opened the cupboard and picked up the raw spaghetti and Dolmio sauce. This was the last jar, my mom forgot to buy more yesterday. I boiled some water over the stove, then put the pasta in the water.

I sat down on the sofa, expecting the pasta to take around five minutes. But i heard the fire alarm going off, I ran to the kitchen, the water had burned away and the spaghetti was on fire.

"Ahh crap!"

I put the pasta in the already filled sink. I was still hungry, but I just grabbed a granola bar, then went upstairs, it was already 10 p.m.; I was tired. I brushed my teeth, got changed, and got into bed.

I was up until 2am thinking about the letter.


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