I'm not the only one

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     The boy that lived across the street came to me at my house." So- I have something to confess."The boy said sadly." What do you have to tell me. Better hurry up, your wasting my time." I said demanding." Well, for one, my name is Alex Harvey and you know that monster thing you were talking about?" Alex said. " Yeah, what about it." I said. "Well your not the only one."He said." What do you mean?" I said questioning him." We- well, um... I am also being followed!"He said angrily. We stood there. Silence filled the air." W-what?" I said. He stood there. He looked like he was almost in tears." C-could you come with me to my house? I have to show you something."He said quietly. As we walked there in silence, we came upon a two-story tall house." Is this your house?" I asked. All he did was motion me into the house. I followed slowly. As I walked in, I could smell the aroma of cinnamon and turkey in the air. My mouth started to water eagerly."Do you want to stay for dinner?" He asked." I'll call my mom real quick." I said. I pulled my phone out and dialed my mom's number; she answered and accepted the offer. So, after that we went upstairs to his room. His room was huge! It was a lot bigger than my room. I was amazed by all of this room, but I noticed something in the corner of my eye. There was sticky notes and papers stacked a foot high, and a Mac computer on a desk." What is all of this stuff on the desk?"I asked." Oh that, well that is the reason I asked for you to come with me." he said." Well, what is it?" I questioned him." Well, I'll explain that after dinner."He said. So, about an hour later his mother called down for us to come to dinner. On the table sat Turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, cheese, and cinnamon rolls. After dinner he asked me if I could stay the night. I called my mother once more and she had accepted the offer as well. So, when we went back upstairs he took a spare computer chair from his storage closet. I sat down by the desk. Since he was 13 he has been recording his events by writing and video. He showed his recordings. All were astonishing, they were not at like mine. He then showed me his documents and observations on the creature. All the features were just like mine. It scared me. I felt a cold shiver down my spine. Suddenly he brings up that we should go and look for this hellish beast. But, being me I decided to do so.

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