Chapter 3

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''In your room NOW'' Mike screamed, I dropped my head down and slumped to my room. this time I done it, now for the next few weeks I am going to be locked away forever and my small stupid room. by the time i finished my time in ''prison'' i be a old woman ,but then i guess about five scketch books i think, would be completely full of drawings. I guess that is an advantage for being locked away in my room for two weeks. yay. oh and heres another one i dont get to talk to anyone ,and i have my secret stash of juck food. now this is starting to sound like a reward to me. anyway I prepared for my life sentence, I grabbed three packs of pencils, Oreos, Doritos, and some cheese doddles!!

Three days now, and it sucks! Locked in my room forever, I ran out of pencils and food and mike screams at me when ever I open the door just the tiniest bit. So I am basically stuck here forever. : ( while in deep thoughts of how my life sucks , the door opened. John stepped in.

" hey ." He said

" what do you want ?" I hissed, regretting the thought of not throwing a lamp at his face.

" nothing . I was just checking in on you."

"Oh, okay." He walked over and sat at the edge of my bed. Oh god, this is going to be awkward.

" I am sorry about the other night.sam I didn't mean to get you angry or in trouble. I am sorry. Okay. Please I don't want you to be angry with me any more." I turned to face him. I felt stupid and felt bad for being nasty to him before.

"It's fine it's just ...." My voice faded away.then I found my self staring at john, his face was calm. His brown hair fell perfectly around his eyes. His cheeks were light pink.i snapped back to reality when John threw some thing at me.

"What! "

" I got you some thing ." I opened the bag and it was filled with all my favorite candy and junk food. Sweet tarts , chocolate bars , GUMMY WORMS!!!!!!! The savior of my boredom !

" oh my god your the best john! "

" it's nothing ." He said and walked towards the door.

" hey wait . Can you... Stay here with me ." A small smile formed on his face.

"What? You scared to be alone."

" Shut up. I just need some one to hang out with." my cheeks went red.

"Fine, I'll stay."John said. He came from the doorway and sat down. For the rest of the day we watched movies and talked.

"Thanks for staying with me." I said . john looked down at me and smiled.

"hey it not a big deal" he said . i went to the door way and looked out into the hallway. mike was there sitting asleep in the living room chair. A devious smile formed on my face.

" hey you want to get out of here?"

He smiled. I grabbed his hand and we went into the hallway. We passed mike who was snoring and drooling and we went to the door. we grabbed our shoes and went out the door. Once I got my shoes on I ran of the porch and into the woods. Not much longer john was running next to me. we ran to the drop and flew into the clouds.

The sky was dark blue dotted with silver stars . High above the clouds me and John flew , not caring what time it is or we're we where. Sadly John had to spoil the fun by convincing me to to head back to the house.

When we got back to the house I was the same prison I was in before. John and I walked up the porch and went inside. As soon as I took my first step on to the house some one grabbed me and threw me against the wall, I tried to fight back but then every think went black.

The fluorescent lights burned my eyes. I was in a empty room. One wall was clear , I could only see several chairs lined up in one row. No one was in there. I started to panic , I screamed , I ran into walls try to find a way out. I fell into the corner of the room and cried. Several minutes later I heard a sound , I got up and looked around the room I searched the room to see where it was coming from. muffled laughfter started to come from the walls. It got louder as it walked up close to the clear wall. I pressed my hands on the wall and tried to see what or who was in there. A loud pop came from across the room the wall seemed to to move like a door, once it was fully opened a man stood there alone.

"Hello Sam. Remember me ?"

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