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Family Fun Time

After school, which was kinda boring, since everyone was talking about Ms. Funny Voice all the time, I headed home to do my homework and hopefully solve the mystery of why Austin's mom died while trying to avoid my father at the same time. 

"Anna! How was school? You look tired, did you overwork yourself again?" My mom asked with a concerned look. Yeah, it was tiring, talking about Ms. Funny Voice AKA me, all day. I was so popular that even the teachers were talking about it and played it during class! 

"Yeah, math was really hard, so I worked all day trying to do the worksheet. I'm still not done so I'll be in my room."

That was a total lie. 

Yes, I was tired, but not because of math, because of talking all day. And I already did my math homework. It was really easy too. I wanted to go upstairs because I wanted to inspect the stone more and figure out why and how Austin's mom died. 

You may be asking, why are you doing this? Well I couldn't care less about Austin, so the only reason I'm doing this is because I just wanted to prove everyone that I can do something, and that I can take care of myself. Yeah, I have a weird voice, so what?

I headed upstairs to my incredibly small room. No matter how many times I've complained, I still hated how it was really small, and the orange color radiating from my walls. I sighed, I couldn't wait until I grow up and move out of here to live in Texas.

But of course, my family says otherwise. 

I threw my backpack on the wooden floor and reached out under my bed. I grabbed the open-able stone and opened it. Everything was still in it, so that just made my job easier. I looked over the picture with Austin's mom in it, I looked at the note, and finally, I looked at the date in which she died. 

If she died only three days ago, then why didn't anyone know about it? She was very important, considering she was part of the school's PTO (Parent Teacher Office). I found that piece of evidence very strange, so I put tape on it. Whenever I found something useful, or strange, I put tape on it to remind myself that it's important. 

I put the date under the bed and continued to look over the evidence. The note also said something too. It said something like "She will be missed by all of us." and "Only her son knows about this, and let's keep it that way."

That, was the strangest thing. 

Why does only Austin know that his mom died? And what happens to people when they found out what happened? I needed to keep looking and find out what really happened. As I was putting the note under the bed, Sam came in. 

"Dad wants us to have family bonding time." But I'm busy....ugh fine. I nodded, put all my stuff under the bed, and walked downstairs to meet my family. Everyone was just staring at me. "What?" I asked, filling the silence with my question.

 My dad just nodded and everyone took me outside. 

"Mom where are we going?" She smiled at me.

 "Anna, we finally have enough money to have a family night out!" I smiled. We all headed to our van, and started to drive our way to family fun time. 

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"Anna you were so close!" Sam was right, I almost hit all the bowling pins in a single strike. Everyone cheered, but I wasn't really happy. Yeah, we all were having fun, even dad, but I didn't want to talk in a public place. 

I was still scared about everyone bullying me. Yeah, I had Alison, but she wasn't here to help me, only my family. But they didn't help either. They bullied me at times, and I would forget about it, but sometimes I think back to that moment and just think, what would have happened if I stood up for myself?

The bullying would stop, and I would actually have some friends for once. But I knew better to not talk back, even if it pained me to stay quiet. Like a bystander, you are scared, and you don't know if you should tell the teacher or not. People get scared for a reason, and that reason is getting caught doing something you shouldn't. 

I just wish I was more smarter and braver back then. But sometimes people don't change, and those people live horrible lives, which, they should be by the way because they have been treating innocent people badly and horribly. 

Well sometimes, it's just better to stay quiet.