Part Two

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3 weeks later...

Your foster brother was buried the other day while your mother takes the death of him very hard. She quits her job becoming a stay at home mother to make sure the other kids are safe. Every day she has been so worried that at night she checks every window and door are locked. She even put you on lockdown with the fact you can't explore the woods anymore. 

You sit in your room at your desk looking at a book hearing tapping at the window. You get up looking out seeing your sister waving at you then runs off into the woods. You scream slipping your sneakers on running downstairs and out the back door out to the woods. You start screaming her name seeing her running still while you chase her. The girl you were chasing wasn't your sister but a small child who ran inside a house in the wood. You study the outside of the house in question while walking slowly inside seeing how old it look. While dusty was everywhere you hear creaking behind you. You turn around seeing a note that reads:

"Your father is not human or animal. He someone who everyone fears. He works with other people he saved and took them into his care. Your father is unseen by many but when seen they are taken to the kingdom of freedom. Your father knows you but you don't know him. The hint of finding him looks deeper in the woods."

You look around wondering who gave you this note but you hear a knock at the door waking up at your desk looking around. Your mom walks in smiling placing a plate on your dresser rubbing your back walking out. You look down at the floor seeing the same note. You feel panic but hides the note in your dresser grabbing the plate and eat.

That night that same man comes inside your room placing a note next to you sitting on the window seal watching you sleep. He strokes your cheek and kisses you on the forehead but he hears footsteps walk towards to your room while he dashes out the window and out to the woods. Your mother comes in seeing the window open mumbling to herself angerly shutting and locking it walking out the room.


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