chapter 4

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may 14 11:14 pm

the window was opened now.

he was talking to me.

about his plan. what about mine?

"we are going to through the forest. I built a shelter there, it has loads of food, water, two beds, extra blankets, kitchen supplies and more."

"what about clothes?"

"can't you bring your clothes?"

"what about a shower or bath?"

"there's a lake by the shelter."

"ill be back."

I was shaking.

I didn't know this guy. and I still didn't know where the courage came from to go him.

but I didn't need help or to be saved.

for some reason a part of me knew his was lying.

I grabbed my old broken school bag and stuffed my ownly clothes: two pairs of shorts, four pairs of jeans, five tshirts, two pairs of tennis shoes.

I went back to the window quietly. trying not to wake my parents.

he was standing there looking at the forest. he seemed a bit scared and nervous too.

I slowly climbing out the window, happy that there's no screen.

"you ready?" he asked when I was out of the house.

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