Chap 5

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I peeked out and looked at his face. The voice startled me, but seemed familiar. Now that I got a glance I realized that this man was not any stranger... he was my old NEIGHBOR. The neighbor that was accused of being a child molester and that was forced to move out of our neighborhood. So here is the story:

There was a man that moved in, in the old Parker's house. I was 7 and there were many kids in the neighborhood. I remember him coming over to our house when we were having our monthly firework party. He never really spoke, he just watched us kids closely. I tried to be nice, but he was too creepy. Then the day came when my friend, Elizabeth, was selling Girl Scout Cookies. He invited her in saying "I will go get the money, come in out of this hot weather". That day we were supposed to ride our bikes together, so I stayed outside waiting like she asked me to when she went to his house. I never saw her for another 4 hours, and when I did she was screaming, crying, and her clothes were basically shreds or gone. When I heard what happened to my dear friend, I was furious. I woke up each morning and on the front page of the newspaper "Erie Park 7 year-old Raped by creepy neighbor". And the story was always told. I remember the day Elizabeth moved away, and Mr. Creeper was put in jail. But that day was also the one of the worst days of my life because Mr. Creeper looked dead at me as he got in the police car.

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