Kaitlyn?

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Kaylee's POV:
Kaitlyn dropped on the floor and I screamed. "Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn? Kaitlyn! Wake up! No! I can't have three friends in the hospital! No!" I screamed. I didn't want Kaitlyn to die and I didn't know what happened to her. I loved Kaitlyn. I've known her forever and I wasn't going to lose my best friend. I looked around at Kaitlyn's body to see if she had a scar or mark of some kind. She didn't. I looked at Kaitlyn's face and she had her eyes closed. I checked her pulse, but she was still breathing. "Thank God!" I yelled. I lifted Kaitlyn with the little strength I had and put her on my couch. I layed her there and when I turned around, something terrified me half to death.

Paris's POV:
Emma's was growing really fast. She looked as if she was two years old, but she was really, only a few months old. She was also really quiet for a baby. She would often play by herself and loved nature. Henry, however, would love to play with all kinds of other kids and he looked like any other baby. I know that you're a bad parent if you choose your favorite, but I liked Emma more because she was quiet and didn't really bother anyone. Emma was highly mature for her age. Henry however, was like anybody else's child. I love him, but he's just too wild sometimes. Henry was climbing on Emma's head, and Emma didn't care. She never really committed violence, even if they were doing it to her. She was quiet. She never really was a talkative little person. Henry was the total opposite. Sometimes, I would tell myself that they must not be twins, but I knew that that wasn't true. I mean, I gave birth to them myself. Anyway, I love my kids, but really and truly, my favorite is Emma. I still love Henry though.

Emma's POV:
I was sitting on the floor, in my room, when I heard a noise. It was coming from my closet. I heard someone breathing in there. It was scaring me, so I got up, with my tiny, fat, baby legs, and waddled, trying my hardest to run, and screamed and cried. Mommy came upstairs and grabbed me. "What? What's the matter? Why are you crying?" She asked. I pointed to the closet and she opened it up. There was nothing there. "Monster!" I told her. "Honey, there's no monster here. Let's get you to bed," she said and put me in my crib. "Maybe I was imagining" I thought. I soon fell fast asleep.
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AN: *SPOILER* Emma wasn't imaging anything. The person in the closet was Lissy and she was going to kidnap Emma. I decided to make Lissy go in the next chapter. So yea, byeeee! Love you my peoples and kisses! :3

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