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The bright light shined in my eyes. I sat up, putting my arm over my eyes. Breathing in the crisp fall breeze in my dark unfinished room. Another boring Saturday. I quickly got out of bed, not even changing, and went downstairs. "Mom?" I called out, more like a question though. Oh yeah... everyone went to the art show. I wasn't allowed to attend due to bad grades... Ugh i really wish i could have gone. I walked to the kitchen and made some oatmeal. I wish we had actually good cereal.
After a couple minutes of eating I heard something move. "Mom? Did you not go to the Art Show?" I said. The shadow quickly moved. I shrugged it off, I'm probably just sleep deprived. After eating all the oatmeal, I picked up the bowl and put it in the sink. Sighing, I turned around. My uncle was standing in front of me all of the sudden. I stepped back , hitting my back on the counter. "W-when did you get here?!" I asked. He gave me a saddened look and stepped forward, closing the space between us. I was shocked. I couldn't say anything, I was frozen. My mom had often told me not to contact him for any reason, my family mostly forgot he even existed.
Before I knew it he had grabbed a knife on the counter and that's when I realized I had mistaken his emotion. It was clear now, as if someone had removed warped glass from my view. I gasped and turned in an attempt to run, but a sharp pain in my side sent me to the floor within a few seconds. I watched his feet fade away into the distance as my vision blurred. No, this can't be it. This isn't how I want it to end. THIS IS NOT WHAT I HAD PLANNED.
::..AUTHORS NOTE..::
Hey guys so ! it's rylan here! I've decided to once again finish this story for good, maybe even write a sequel! I will try my best, but for now enjoy this. I'll get the next chapter up in maybe a few hours, but I actually need to reread my own fanfic because I've forgotten a lot of details! Also I'm TERRIBLY sorry for my grammar and spelling mistakes in the first few chapters. I was about 12 or 13 then (now 15) and a developing writer. I like to think I'm a way better writer now.
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