chapter 12

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by yayeettoon

by yayeettoon

Kelly opened to door and limped into the livingroom, her father was sitting on the couch watching tv.

Everything seemed normal, but she could tell that the word 'normal' is not the word that would be used to describe the feeling in the air. It was tense, for her. Her father seemed completely relaxed, laughing at the static-y comedy show.

"Hey dad....?" Kelly called, trying to get his attention.

He glanced at her. "Hm?"

"The police station just called. They're doing a random search of the house."

Kelly's dad sprung up and started running, trying to hide things. This was her chance.

She snuck up-upstairs. The third floor of the house where she isn't aloud to go. She's been there before though, so she knew the crowbar is up there.

She got it as fast as she could but immediatly dropped it. It was red-hot. Kelly growled "dang it. I gitta get help with this" she sighed and grabbed her phone from her pocket and dialed a number.

It rang

Someone answered.

"Hey Sam....?"