As he pulls me along into the house, i take in my surroundings; the house looks about as normal as any house would. It's not very big but he may not need much room, for all i know he may move around a lot. That way he can keep his life a secret and stay under the radar. I know how it feels to be chased around all of your life. He pulls me into an open space, at first i don't notice anyone but then i see a middle aged women sitting on the couch that's against the wall on the opposite side of the room. Next to her sits a young looking man, maybe in his 20's. They didn't seem to notice me as well, i could hear them talking in hushed tones but could not make out what they were saying to each other. Whatever it was, it seemed important for the man moves closer to her whispering in an intense tone until he realizes that i have entered the room. The man that dragged me in here says, "we have a guest." he then turns to me, "this is my son" pointing to the younger man then says, " and this is my wife." I nod about to introduce myself. "What is she doing here?" the son asked accusingly.
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Teen FictionSometimes all it takes to push someone over the edge is one little word. Only some are strong enough to do what I did, and only some know what it means to truly be alone. I happen to be one of those people. Will I make it out alive, living in this...
