Chapter 20

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CHAPTER 20

???'s POV

It is done. Now that my sweet little boy is asleep, it's showtime.

I took over his body and walked out of his room and down the halls into the kitchen.

I, no we, went over to the cutlery and grabbed the sharpest knife there. The knife made a little sound when I swiftly pulled it out of the knife block, music to my ears.

I/we walked out the front double doors into the world outside this dreary damned place.

I/we walked for miles on the streets before finally arriving at Bailey's house.

Who am I?

Hehehheh does that really matter? 

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