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-=Liam=-


I woke up to the screaming of my parents.

"...don't care! Get it from the store."

"We have some right here."

"That's over a year old!"

"Why waste money when the mayonnaise is here?"

"I'll fix yours with it, but not mine, I'll send Liam to get it."

"Whatever," I ran  downstairs "Bye honey, bye Liam." And he walked out the door.

"I need you you to get some-'

"Mayo," I said, grabbing my jacket and keys, "gotcha."

-=+=-

The cool crisp air of fall blew through China Town. Vendors tried to sell you anything.

"Weapon protector gel! 2.99 a bottle!"

"Fairy in a jar!! 35 dollars! Protect yourself!"

I continued walking until I got to the local 7/11.

It wasnt that busy, only a few people. I grabbed a small jar of mayonnaise and a drink for home.

The man checked it out, "6.24" he said, clearly bored out of his mind. I gave him Moms card and walked out with my items and began to walk home.


I walked until I felt a presence behind me. I looked back to 2 men following close behind me, one holding an axe the other a machete.

I quickened my pace and heard theirs quicken too. I reached my hand in my pocket, trying to find to find something to protect myself.

I felt something cold and round.

Marbles? Max. My little sister.

I grabbed a good amount and turned left to run down an alley.

Of course they  followed.

I dropped the marbles and ran at full speed.

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