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( ??? P.O.V)

I hear talking and laughing and smell something I haven't smelled in... A long time....  I want to cry.  I hate days like these... But the talking is something strange. Its my mission though..   I walk down the stairs trying to not make the stairs creak.  *CREAK*       crap

(Noah's P.O.V )

What was that?  I said as I paused black butler . My sister gave me a worried look I gave one to. " Must have just just been the wind " said my mom.  "Mom this is a life or death situation and I don't know what I want to know!!!" I yelled.  My mom gave me some  shush-before-you-scare-your-sister look. I knew when to stop .

--    who is???  Well IDK u dk so good luck

-COokyKittin 🍪

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