Chapter Eighteen

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Chrissy

I was sitting in McDonald's eating my happy meal when I heard a voice inside my head.

Chrissy!

I jumped in my seat and nearly choked on my fries. What the hell was that? I turned around and did a quick 360 to find that no one was calling me. I shook off the weird feeling and starting sipping my fruit punch.

Pst!

I spit my drink. It sounded like Michael.

I looked around again, but he wasn't nearby at all. I decided to pack my bag and carried my happy meal box out. When I walked out of the place, I heard the voice again.

It was definitely Michaels voice.

Chrissyyyyyyyyyyyyy!

I vanished.

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