A/N: From now on the chapters will be the day, seeing as he will be recieving a letter everyday :)
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When I woke up I was greeted by a new letter placed on top of my desk. So I wasn’t dreaming?
Day 1
Hello Alex,
The countdown has begun. Are you ready
to uncover all the secrets your family has
been masking with lies? I guess you have
no choice though do you? I’ve decided to
give you another clue, who’s Janice?
Lots Of Love,
-Your Personal Tormenter
Whoever this person was, they had some serious issues to deal with, how would they know about my family secrets?
Deciding I was 99% done with this topic I went to the kitchen where my breakfast was
waiting for me.
“Good morning everyone!” I say too excited for my own good.
“Someone’s in a good mood today!” My mom says looking up from her cooking. “I know you don’t like scrambled eggs, so I made you some french toast. It’s on the table.”
I smile so big it hurts and I run over to the kitchen table where there’s a plate of french toast calling my name, begging to be eaten.
I suddenly remember the note, and curiosity takes over, “Hey mom, who’s Janice?” The words escape my mouth before I even had time to process them. That’s another thing that I do a lot, I don’t think before I say somthing, I just say it as soon as it pops into my mind.
“I don’t know sweetie, why?”
“Oh, just wondering.” I guess this meant I had to ask my dad.
“Good morning every one.” says a sleepy Veronica as she sits down at the table.
“Morning” I say, “hey Veronica, do you know anybody named Janice?”
I see Veronica’s eyes widen, “Uhh, I knew a girl named Janice.”
“What do you mean? Did she like change or something?”
Her gaze drops to the floor, “No she died when I was in 6th grade.”
“How?”
“Her dad, he killed her apparently.”
“That’s just wrong.”
“I know.” she says, “I’ll be right back,” and she starts to run towards the hallway.
I follow her, it wasn’t like Veronica to just leave a conversation. As I search the house, I finally see her in her room crying. “Are you okay?” I say standing at the doorway.
It seems to scare her, seeing as she jumped about 5 feet into the air, “Yeah, I’m fine, it’s just…”
“Memories” I finish for her.
“Yeah, she used to be one of my closest friends, when she died it’s like a part of me died with her.” She looks up at me.
I nod in agreement, then I realize, Janice, is my Michael. Anonymous is basically telling me that if I don’t do what he says, Michael will face the same fate as Janice. I leave Veronica’s room and I go to my room. As I walk in, I close the door behind me, I opened my laptop and searched “Man Kills Daughter- San Francisco”
