The van

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  It wasn't normal. At least that Zi had forgotten something at home but why didn't she open the door ?!

-          Cameran ? – Zayn came closer to the window and started to search what he was looking at.

-          Yes Zayn ? – he looked at him

-          Who was ? Who was here ?

-          Just a man. He gave me this pack of gums, gummy bears, my favorites!

-          Wait..what ? Look at me! – Zayn held his shoulders. I had no idea what was going on but the van came to my mind again.

-          I don't know his name..

-          Just..Cameran..just tell me who was, what you saw.

-          I was came to the sofa to eat my cereals but I sat in the window..

-          You know that's dangerous! – Zayn interrupted him

-          Let him finish, babe!!

-          Okay..I am sorry.

-          And.. – Cameran continued – there was two boys there – he pointed to outside, with the finger pointing to a forest next to our house – they were next to a..black van and a man came out from there giving gum to them and they gave it to me. The boys didn't accept but he came here and he told me I had a nice house.

-          What did you tell him ?

-          I told him that isn't my house but from my aunt Zi and brother Zayn and that now we live with Christine. He asked me where the aunt works and I told him.

-          Cameran. – Zayn took a deep breathe – what did I tell you about giving information about your own family to strangers ?

-          But he looked nice..he was a wearing a black shirt and..ripped jeas..like your style but he looks older. He doesn't have hair. I thought he was your friend.

-          My friend ? Why you thought that ?

-          Because he told me.

-          Cameran..sit right here please.

Zayn opened the window but closed in a couple of seconds. He started to walk around the house like he was searching for something. He walked to the room and I had to follow him. I felt something bad was happening again, I felt like the black van he talked was related with the thing I saw. I didn't see anybody but something weird its happening.

-          Zayn..

-          Christine go to living room! – he started to grab in every box above his bed and put it in the table.

-          Look, I don't know what's happening but

-          GO TO LIVING ROOM CHRISTINE! – he interrupted yelling at me. I've never seen him like that. It scared me so much.

-          Whatever it's happening..it's not my fault. – I was going to leave his room with tears around my eyes of how scared I was but he pushed me back to him -  I am going..as you said.

-          I am sorry. – he hugged me – I am sorry..I know what's happening and I am worried.

-          I know too but we need to calm down and act like everything's alright..we can't act like this around him.

-          What if they hurt him, Christine ? Like I hurt his brother..

-          THEY won't. They won't. We will protect him. Are you sure it's his brother ?

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