Bones? Part #4

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There goes my alarm clock. Another day, another time being freaked out, by random bones scattered on the floor. I'm surprised mum and dad haven't said a word about any bones, so I'm assuming that they have no idea what may have happened. I got dressed. But why? I couldn't remember because I had my brain focused on these bones, I really couldn't put my mind off it.

I rushed back down to the basement to only realise that the bone I saw before, disappeared. I started to panic. Do mum and dad really know? Is someone ELSE in this house? No. I need to stop being negative. I need to think on the positive side. To put my mind off things, I walked back up the basement stairs, sat in my chair and started drawing.

30 minutes later

I decided to look more into the house, but all there was upstairs were bedrooms, 3 separate bedrooms for my family. But only did I notice an attic, above me. I lifted the attic door.

"UGH!" I cried.

In the corner of the attic was a dusty and old skeleton, again with blood on it. Why is it me everytime, finding these weird objects, scattered around the house? I put my whole body into the attic and searched the skeleton quite closely. There was something wrong with it. It's head was twisted to the right, looking like it's trying to point at something. I looked the exact same way as it did.

A secret room where my mum and dad were lurking. I knew it. They had known thi-

"Son! Come look at what we're doing!" my mum and dad exclaimed.
The room looked like some sort of weird Scientist Lab. There were bones being examinated everywhere. Now this explains the bones. The blood must've been burnt bones.

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This is it for Part 4! Keep tuned for Part 5! Any like or follow is madly appreciated!

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