Chapter 1

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Hi there. My name is Laura Van Dursen. Yes, my last name is partly Dutch. I live in America with my brother, Jackson. Our parents died awhile back. I'm 16 going on 17 soon. Things have been a bit weird for me. How? Well read on and find out......

I was sitting at my desk reading my book. My hand on my head while the other hand flipped the pages. My headphones were on and I was listening to Panic! At the Disco. Everything was all chill. My phone kept going off. I wondered why. I checked it and saw that my brother was out grabbing a bite to eat. I quickly texted him back. Telling him okay.

After an hour or so I decided to go down to the store to grab some soda. Which wasn't in our house. After I paid the cashier I walked outside. I looked to my left and saw a hooded figure coming towards me. I looked to my right the same on the other side. The sky had seemed to turn black. I started to freak out because they were coming for me. I threw my stuff in my bike and was about to go but someone pulled me back. I watched my bike be thrown. Another person came at me and started to punch me. I looked at my attacker. Of course it had to be the bully that hurt me the previous year. Another punch was thrown. I struggled but the person had a firm grip on my arm. One more punch was thrown and I hit my head on the back of a wall.
I got up finally and kicked out my leg randomly. I heard a gruff sound as I hit someone. I couldn't really see where I was. It started to rain a bit. I felt someone flip me over and I slammed into the ground hard. I groaned my back aching. I got up and saw my attacker coming at me. I quickly sidestepped and punched then hard in the nose. This one had to be a female. I heard a voice and watched the girl crumpled. I turned to my right and saw a taller guy come at me. I jabbed him in the throat with my elbow and kicked him where the sun don't shine. As he crumpled I punched him hard knocking him out.
I thought I was safe so I quickly ran out of there. Grabbing my phone and running. I had to get home. Fast. I started to pant as I never ran this hard. I got to my house and closed the door. I crumpled to floor panting. I reached my tired hand up and locked the door. I tried to control my panting but it was no use. I called my brother.

" Jackson. Please come home now. " I said desperately in the phone.

" What's wrong?" He asked concerned.

" Just come home." I said before hanging up. I knew he would be here soon. I crawled to get water. My sides ached so bad I couldn't stand. I lifted up my shirt and saw a bruise on the left side of me. It looked bad. I drank some water and felt better. I heard a loud bang on the door. It couldn't be Jackson already.

" We know you're in there. You can't hide forever." Said a man's voice.

I quietly walked to a window and peeked out. It was the bully of my school. I ducked quickly as he looked in my direction. I was sure that he would come to the window I was just at. I crawled quickly behind the sofa and peeked out so tiny bit. Yep, I was right. He was looking through the window. He tried door but it locked. I closed my eyes falling asleep.......

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