{Is this real? I remember asking myself... But it seems to be the only thing I've mistakingly remembered. The things I THOUGHT were fake are real.... And the things I THOUGHT I knew were lies....}
I sat there in my room, drawing and listening to music. I walked over to my window to open my curtains and end up seeing a black thing shadow the light from the sun entering into my room. I suddenly backed up believing it was just a bird and knocked over my jar of paint brushes. Not long after I heard my mother rushing up the stairs. I soon heard knocks at my door.
"Yes mother?" I asked annoyed with her appearance.
"I heard a noise, is everything okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, why wouldn't it be I mean it's not like you haven't heard me knock over anything before..." I said sounding suspicious.
Lately she's been really protective. Sometimes she'll even try keeping away from Jake, my best friend. I don't know why but I feel like she's hiding something from me but I'm probably just paranoid.
"Well, you never can be to careful." She said sounding sweet and innocent. With that she walked out of my room but stopped and then turned around again. She stood there for a second but then walked up to my wall and saw something I guess but something I couldn't see. I only knew that or at least had a feeling because she stood there for like a minute studying it.
"What?" I asked.
She didn't hear me.
"Hello? Earth to mom." I aforesaid.
"Oh, sorry." She pleaded, "Yes?"
"What are you looking at?" I asked
"Nothing... Why would you say that?" She asked but then I forgot everything we were talking about.
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Shadow Trapper
Подростковая литература{Is this real? I remember asking myself... But it seems to be the only thing I've mistakingly remembered. The things I THOUGHT were fake are real.... And the things I THOUGHT I knew were lies....} Demonsia was just a normal teenage girl with a best...