chapter eight

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I had to take a double take.

"y-you're Mr. Lutger's daughter?"

"yes, why are you shocked"

"I didn't think he was married"

"well, he actually wasn't, I was left at his door so, he kept me"

"oh, I see"

"so, why are you here anyway?" Miranda says

I explained the whole story to her and when I was done she stood there with a dazed look on her face.

"that's a lot to comprehend" she says "It sounds like you could use help, and that is me"

"thanks but how could you help me?"

"im a gymnastics expert, and I will help you no matter what you say because the only person who ever loved me in my lifetime is dead"

"you had me at expert" we both share in a small chuckle "how about we go downstairs and set up a base type of thing"

We both head downstairs and did just that, it was really fun.

"hey, Jamie" Miranda says

"yes?"

" are you sad your mother and best friend are evil"

"of course why do you ask?"

"well I wanted to make sure you knew how I felt when I said im going to kill you"

"what?"I say as I see her violet eyes but it was to late she took a knife out of her belt did a flip and sliced me right down he center of my face. I start to run but she grabs me and stabs me in the back. I turn around to fast for her to get the knife, take it out of my back, and slice her throat and she falls to the ground, I killed a person. I drop the knife and start to run upstairs, the pain getting worse each step. I make it outside and collapse to the ground and as I start to black out I feet walking strait towards me

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I awake frazzled in a comfy bed and I cant get up, I start to scream.

"shhhhhh... its ok" a very familiar voice says " I patched up your wounds and gave you some paralyzer to help you not feel the pain."

"wh-who are you?" I ask. The person comes out of the shadows and, I was shocked, happy, mad, and surprised because the person I saw was my brother.

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