Farmers house [18]

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Star POV
The house started to change and we looked outside, it was big and red. We looked outside. It's was an oil truck. We thought it was to fill the oil canister up. But we thought wrong. We walked up to the driver and no one was In the front seat.  We got weirded out. As we walked around the truck there was a shadow. Charles stopped me from going any further. He walked ahead to see what it was. As he got close to the shadow. He stopped. He started to back up. I was knocked out from behind.


When I woke up everything was black for a moment. But then my vision cleared I could see where I was in the room I was originally brought to it brought back bad memories. I tried to move my arm but I couldn't. I looked around the room looking for Charles I spotted him. He was tied up behind me."Charles?" I whispered. He was still knocked out. My head began to pound. I silently screamed. The pain went away. I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder and seen a clown had put something in me. He untied me and Charles and disappeared into the darkness. A door opened and Charles woke up. We both got up and ran. We went back to my original campsite. "Mom?" She said. "There you are you've been gone for four hours, and who're this" points to Charles. "This is my friend Charles," I said. "And I've been gone well over a week," I said confused. "You've been gone for four hours," she said. And pointed to the date. It's the day I got kidnapped. "B-b-but how".

Sorry this is so short and I haven't updated in the past few days I had extreme writer's block but I'm afraid to say but this is the actual last chapter I hope you liked my book👋👋👋👋

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