Chapter 8

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I start to eat my favorite chocolate ice cream...   

He was talking all along, alnight,  I only three heard four words out of all he had said(You...work for me )came out his month.

I look around there must be another * you* he talking about.  

Then it hit me he was talking about me.

I spit out the  Icecream on his shoes as he was about  to hand me a piece of paper to sign. 

He look at his shoes in Disgust, handed me the paper.

mumbling we finish this tomorrow and  then he hurry off.

Rolling my eyes I head off to my room again upstairs alone.   

I was still afraid of the stairs I slowly walk up .  

15 minutes later*

I was at the last step as I weeble walk in my room to take a nap.
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