The Weirdo's On Maple Street.

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As the 3 boys took us back to one of their houses we sat on the couch when we were bombarded with questions.

"Where's your hair?" "Why doessn't she have short hair too?" "Is that blood?" we stayed quiet the darker boy went to touch the soaked crimson color seeping even more into our shirts then the boy with dark hair slapped his hand away "Stop!you're freaking them out!" "they're freaking me out!" he argued "I think they're deaf" the boy with a hat suddenly slapping his hands together making us jump "Not deaf."
"Thats enough, alright? Theyre just scared and Cold"
'what a bunch of children' i said to my sister she just shook her head.

The boy with the dark hair walked towards a hamper of clothes and grabbed some for us "Wells here some clothes to change out of you wet ones" He smiled softly handing over the clothes i took a dark navy blue sweatshirt and gray sweat pants as she took a red shirt and some black sweatpants 

she started to lift up the yellow shirt as the boys turned away "Oh my god oh my god" the one with a hat said "No NO see theres a bathroom over there, privacy" He pointed we slowly walked over there we walked in he went to shut the door before i quickly grabbed the door "You dont want it shut?" "No" i shook my head "Oh so you do talk" i nodded he cracked the door "Is this okay?" i nodded i helped my sister get the wet sticky soaked in blood yellow shirt off and dried off and let her get dressed she waited for me as I changed out of the soaked clothes i gagged as I seen that the blood had stained my skin.

It brought tears to my eyes i couldn't focus when i hear something shatter infront of me it was the mirror some pieces fell i covered my ears and fell to the ground and tears ran down my face then the three boys rushed in seeing me in only the sweatpants looking around noticing me on the ground the shattered mirror and the blood that soaked my stomach from the man that helped us at the food place.

the dark haired boy rushed to my side "Are you okay?!" he asked looking at my now soaked face he wiped tears from eyes blushing at the fact he is seeing me in my under garments i nodded he grabbed my hands pulling me up he grabbed a small towel and started to wipe off my stomach the blood going away "better?" i nodded he helped me slip on the sweatshirt. blushing while doing so.

as we came out someone yelled from upstairs "Mike!! its time for Lucas And Dustin to go home!" she yelled as the 2 boys left he built a small tent type thing  for Eleven "Wh-where am I gonna sleep?" i asked looking at him with sad eyes "I-In my room i built you one behind m-my dresser" i nodded "We just gotta sneak you up there after everyone goes to bed" i nodded i sat next to my little sister she put her arm over my shoulder "So whats your names?" i looked at her she put her arm out showing him her number then pointed to herself i showed him mine too he went to touch them with a smile on his face but we pulled away his smile faded "S-sorry I've never seen a kid with a tattoo before" he said "Alright Eleven, Six" we nodded "Well my names Michael, Mike for short. maybe we can call you El short for Eleven and Six we can call you SI" he said we smiled "Mike go to bed we all have to get up early" his mother called "Okay mom!" he yelled 'ill be down when i wake up in the morning okay?' i said to her in my head she smiled hugging me 'night sis' 'night' "Well, goodnight El" "Night Mike" he pulled the flap down and turned off th light.

he put a finger to his lips indicating to be as quiet as I can i nodded all the lights were off so it was hard to see He lead me up some stairs and into a room and showed me how to get in the tent behind his dresser "goodnight Si" He said "Night mike" i hugged him getting into the tent 

I could hear his thoughts 'She hugged me' he thought i tried to block out his thought but his thoughts were too strong i covered my ears but i could still hear him"Stop thinking!" i whisper yelled "Sorry?" he asked "I-I can read M-Minds" i whispered "Oh" he said i closed my eyes needing a good nights sleep. him.

thats who i was thinking about. Him

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