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I was home alone. My mom and sister went to the Mall to buy stuff for my sister's upcoming trip to Australia. She's going with her friends. Though she didnt want to go because she says its really difficult for her to be out in public and imagine how difficult it will be for her to go to another country, living with anxiety is hard. EFT tapping and medications keep her going though.

Now that I'm alone I take it as an opportunity to do whatever I want.

My phone started to buzz. It was Tam.

"Hello?" I said.

"Yo what if whenever we write a book we create a new world and when the book is completed the world keeps going on and what if you and I and all of us are a part of a completed book?" Said Tam.

"How high are you?" I asked.

"5'4" why?"

"Are you high for real?" I was kind of shook.

"No I'm too poor for that. What you doing?"

"Ah nothing I'm home alone and sick. Wait, why did you not go to school today?" I asked. Tam would rarely skip school.

"Well because the salad we had on sunday made me sick, and if it made me sick then obviously you were sick too because a little gust of air can block your nose hole."

"You mean a cold?"

"Yeah whatever. Im coming over."

"Aren't you sick?" I said but she had already disconnected.

Tam is my bestfriend. I consider her my bestfriend I dont know about her though, I never asked either. I started to think about what Tam said, what if I am nothing but a character of a book. Am I the protagonist? The villain? Also whoever is writing the storyline, can you please improve my life?

So what was today about? Or going to be about?

Waking up at 4:30 feeling tired and getting afraid because of witches. Oh wait, what was that thing? Who removed the covers from my body? I started to feel afraid again. What if it was actually a witch? Do witches exist? Then I kind of know how to deal with witches I've watched American horror story Coven, haven't we all?

//Thanks for reading my chapters:) Do you guys prefer short chapters or long chapters? Or y'all dont mind? Thankss

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