Ian stuffed his hands in his pocket as the sun completed its setting. He kicked the dust off the pavement and walked slowly down the street whistling softly to himself. The whistle was a whimsical tune full of high pitch "wee-whoos". The street became darker as the trees thickened down the street.
Ian continued down the street and made his usually left on Mayberry Avenue, and progressed down the street until he hit Gabriel. There was his house; the only house still standing beyond the police tape put there years ago. As he pushed the door backwards into the house while the usual cloud of dust welcomed him in. Home.
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Show Me Who You Really Are
Mystery / ThrillerA girl finds a new best friend in her new town. Turns out he's the outsider at his school and they became friends through a visit to the park. But, when their play dates become more sinister, how long will the friendship last? And at what cost will...
