rylees pov...
I walked up to the front door of my old house and knocked twice on the door. "coming" I hear. the door opened up to reveal the mom "Oh HI Rylee" the mom said I just smiled and waved at her and then I heard little feet running down the stairs and then arms around me. it was Mary, I gave the girl a big hug back then let go, she took my hand and ran to the kitchen. "WERE MAKING COOKIES!" she said jumping up and down. I giggled at her hyper personality. "wanna help?" she looked up at me "sure" I smiled.
~time skip brought by Witt Lowry ( if you don't know who that is LOOK HIM UP)~
after going to the store to get an apron and the cookie dough and let Mary get the cookie decorations we went back to the house. we set out the cookie sheets and the dough and started to make spheres out of the cookie dough and put them on the cookie sheet. I heard the door open. I looked out of the corner of my eye and say Jake again with his friend. Finn just stared at me then walked with Jake into the game room. I could here whispering ,they whisper quite loud. I silently giggles and helped Mary with the cookies.
Jakes PoV.
I walked into the house hearing familiar Giggles, I walked into the house with Finn and walked into the game room while Finn just stared at her confused. once he came into the game room he asked me "Who is that?" I whispered back to him trying to stay quiet "her name is Rylee she is my sisters friend calm down" I shook my head slowly and then started to play video games.
HEY GUYS SO IM SORRY ITS SHORT I KINDA DIDNT FEEL LIKE WRITING TODAY BUT I DECIDED I SHOULD SO HERES A SHORT CHAPTER. IT TOOK ME AN HOUR TO WRITE THIS JUST BECAUSE IVE BEEN LISTENING TO WITT LOWRY EVERSINCE I WOKE UP AND CLEANING MY ROOM XD okay well I hope you enjoyed it
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Fanfica girl named Rylee is now 650 years old she died when she was 10 when she was kidnapped and murdered. she was forced to either go to Hell forever or become a Grim Reaper and collect souls and send them to either Heaven or hell. She was different fro...