where are you?
we haven't spoken in a few days.i miss you...
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i went by your house earlier.i used the spare key you told me was hidden behind the broken panel of your doorbell;
the one you said to use when your parents were out of town.i wanted to talk to you and ask you what was wrong.
i wanted to know why you seemed to be avoiding me lately.
i was worried that you might have been injured or fallen ill.i walked up to your room to make there was nothing wrong with you,
and there wasn't.you were doing really well.
you were actually doing a lot better than i had imagined.you were sleeping peacefully in your bed,
so i decided not to disturb you.can i just ask one question?
who was that girl sleeping beside you?
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by now,
you've probably realized i was at your house.
probably because once i got home,
i sent a lot of angry text messages to you.but don't worry,
i put the key back in its proper place.•••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
A/N: Do you think you know who the person referred to as 'You' is? 😏
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D.O.L.L.H.O.U.S.E. ❤ Wattys2017 ❤
Short StoryD.O.L.L.H.O.U.S.E. i see things that nobody else sees ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Based off of and inspired by Melanie Martinez's 'Doll House' *lowercase intended (except for names)