Chapter 23

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I made a decision. I would quit on the world and stay home eating chips drinking coke and watching Netflix forever. I heard knocking on the front door. I ignored it because I was sure it would be Emily or Alex. Why should I answer the door if they didn't answer it for me? They started pounding. I decided to get up and go to the door. I opened it. It was Emily and Alex. "What are you guys doing here?" I asked. They ignored me and walked in. "Ooh it's cold in here." Emily complained. "Uh, excuse me, get out you can't just walk into my house!" I said. They didn't even look back. They just kept walking. They went into my room. "Look Alex!" Emily said. "We shouldn't do this." Alex said, "she's my friend we shouldn't." I got confused. What were they going to do and why were they saying it in my face. "I already did it." Emily said. "WHAT WHEN!" Alex asked. "Last night while she was sleeping." Emily replied. "That means she could be in this room hearing us!" Alex said. "No she can't, I killed her, she's not actually the chosen one, she won't have a spirit," Emily said, "I know that I'm the chosen one so when I die I will have the spirit not her." Alex nodded in agreement. They looked through my stuff. I was so angry. I didn't want to hurt them but at the same time I did. Whenever they picked something up I would slap it out of there hands.

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