Chapter 1: The House Across Meadow Lane

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I disappeared on the night before my seventh birthday. The date is quite hard to remember but I keep getting flash backs on the night, Friday the 13th everybody used to say it was bad luck was it such a coincidence that the myths and legends were true? The night when I was milipulated with games what turned into physical force with his big powerful hands ragging me on the muddy leaves, the leaves rustling from my devastating disappearance what finally begun, by Pete who everybody thought was harmless and acted innocent and kind who turned into a bad tempered, encouraging dirty man who to me he wasn't special because I know his true colours the man who I call 'Pervy Pete'. I couldn't run away, for all this time the phrases were true, 'Cleopatra I love you' but I couldn't take it, he's too old its not right t date a violent control freak. I had to get away but how could I? He would track me down. The story began when the house across my lawn was up for sale as the poor old man died of an unexpected heart attack, when a few days passed the house was sold to a chubby short man looked like he was in his 30's but he seemed nice, he stared at me and gave me a cold hateful look which made me cringe and gave me the creeps I kept dreaming about things he could do, to me. The next day, a powerful knock thumped on the door carefully his eye catches mine his eyes raging in humour. He introduced himself as 'Pete' my mum rushed to get a glimpse of our new 'friend' as her eyes game him a love struck look. This is just part of the story as later on that day I was playing in the woods by myself in a playful way as someone grabbed me , I screamed and yelped, kicking the leaves with my wellies but the grip was too strong I fell in the arms of a broad muscleur arm. I looked up it was the man with the cold stare what made your body shiver in disgrace, it was 'Pete'. In fear as I shivered my bracelet fell off, I pleaded him to let me go as he was starting to hurt me and scare me. I wanted to go home he just stared at me and said playfully 'you're my Cleopatra now' I looked behind me as the scenery was far from a distance now, what was he gonna do to me?

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 30, 2015 ⏰

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