<Sleepover Part One>

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In my mind I'm screaming. And I scared. What happened? Who was that guy?

Now, I'm screaming in real life.. I dont know what to do. I grab my phone, call the cops, and tell them everything. He had blonde  hair, a mask over his mouth. Black clothes.When they hanged up, I kept running, and running. I don't care if they want to talk to me. Soon I looked back and..

BOOM!

I ran into someone, I didn't fall, but they did.

"What the hell!" He hissed at me. It was Aaron.. Maybe I'm on his good side that I can... Flashbacks of the flames came back to me. My dead paremts on the floor. Burns all over their bodies. Tears filled my eyes at the thought of my family.
"Aaron! I know we didn't get on the right foot but... I really need some help! I'm scared." I asked as blunt as ever.
"Oh, Why in the world??" He yelled at me, getting up.
"I cant go back home. I'm scared. My house is in flames and no one is helping me." I said, also blunt and swiftly.
"Fine." He gave in. "Your sleeping on the floor. And you are gonna owe me." He didn't really believe it. But he still gave in. He grabbed my wrist tightly, my cheeks were a bright red. He pulled me to his house.

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