Chapter 1

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"Ding Dong" AGH! That stupid doorbell as been going off for a while now and it's starting to get annoying, I'm trying to work on a drawing for a cover of a book I'm writing, and by writing I mean I haven't started a story and I need ideas, this what you call writers block. I'm getting ready to burst and then I hear my mothers voice from down stairs,"Sweetie can you get the door?" Me being the easy annoyed person when one irritation combines with another I yell down stairs back to my mom,"Can't you get the doo-" I bit my tongue just in time to change my inter argument to a "Yea sure thing mom!" I got up from my hot pink fluffy been bag which I call my thinking chair, as I hurried down stairs to the door I imagined what my mother would have responded with if I had continued my sentence
I could hear my mothers guilt trips running through my head " *gasp, I brought you into this world, I feed you and give you lots of love and you can't even answer a door for me?!" Or something like that and the sad part is it always works. As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I reached my hand out to grab the door nob half expecting my bratty little sister on the other side trying to sell me or my mom "goods" from her gift shop also know as my room. As turned the nob for the door which is stilling ringing, and as soon as I opens the door the ringing stop nothing was there except an envelope with with the name Mera Riddix...my name.

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