Chapter 5; Part one

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Ugh you guys I've been so busy! WRITING FOR THE SCHOOL MAGAZINE YAY. Lol anyways, I'm sorry for not updating, just because nobody reads my story. As a beginning author, I should finish this story no matter what.... So, I've decided to update ATLEAST once every other day. I expect this story to be 15 chapters long, maybe? We'll have to see. (: Comments are always appreciated! I luff you guys <3 xxx
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Upon waking that morning, I'd felt an emotion I hadn't felt in a long time. Relief. Maybe it was because of Masky, maybe it was simply just because.
Id already made plans for the day, video games with Ben and then Jeff, Jack, and I were taking a little trip. Actually, it was a mission Slenderman arranged for us but we considered it a little vacation.
I got myself ready, which was nothing extraordinary. I packed my clothes for the trip, because if I didn't do it now procrastination would set in and it would never be done. Lazy, aren't I?
I went downstairs, eating breakfast and chatting with Sally. She told me about a doll Hoodie had gotten her. I think Hoodie and her have a special bond, just by observation. Everyone tries to protect Sally, but Hoodie acts as her older brother, which enlightens me.
She skips off, and I follow her out. Jeff descended downstairs, seeming rather annoyed. I silently laughed, being the reason for his distress.
"Where in the HELL is my favorite knife"?! He yells, glancing around the room in one quick motion.
"You", he points a pale finger at me.
I laugh, "Yes"?
"You took my knife...", I giggle, nodding. And the I run. Up the stairs, and to my room. I shut the door, running to the bathroom. I climb onto a ledge I specifically made for occasions like this. And suddenly, as I pull my foot up, he bursts through the bathroom door.
Creepily, he says, "Come on out", he laughs, and I try to stifle a laugh.
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Okay, I'll cut it off here! Part two will come soon! (:

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