Chapter 1

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I still remember it as if it was yesterday. Honestly, how could i forget? It still haunts me in my darkest nighmares to this day. Annyways, i haven't even introduced myself yet. My name's Ethan, Ethan Rogers, 13 years old. I live in a small town near Michigan in the US, where i live together with my mom, dad... and sister. Well, at least i lived with her.
It all started just a month ago, it was a nice winter evening. We sat together in front of the tv, watching the news.
News report: "Several girls have gone missing, all around 10 to 14-15 years old. They came from the same school. The school is starting to be suspicious about the jennitor there, but they can't find annything that hints towards the missing girls. More about it tomorrow, when we have more information." "What people are these days, unbelievable!" Said my dad, a bit inraged. "You better watch your tail tomorrow, Hellen. Or you might end up like one of those girls, missing. We don't want that." "Ok dad, i will, i will!" My sister said with a bit of an irritated undertone in her voice. "And you, son, you better keep an eye out too. You never know if they would go for boys next!" "Ok dad!" I answered while standing up to go to my room. Once i was there, i sat behind my desk, took a paper and my pencillcase, and started to draw a bit. "HEY BRO?!" I heard comming from the bottom of the stairs. "YEES?!" "YOU WANNA TALK FOR A SEC?!" "I'M DRAWING!!" "SO?!" "HHHH OK COMMING!!" I stood up and got downstairs, to my sister, Hellen. Hellen was that type of girl who had not that manny friends, but still, was happy with what she had. She was a year older then me, but you couldn't really tell, from the size. "Well, looks like i could get the room-person to come over!" She said with a smile on het face. "Well, what's the matter?" "Oh, nothing. Just wanted to talk to you." "About what then?" "What you were doing." She said with a bit of a smerk, so i know she was planning something, or just being the salty joker she was. "Drawing, why?" "I thought you were doing homework or something, but i got you out of your focus sooo..." "That's why you called me over?" "Mhmm!" "Come here you!" I grabbed a pillow and ran after her. Then she grabbed one too and somehow, a pillow fight started. "WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING UP THERE?!" We heard our mom yell from downstairs. "UUUMMM .... NOTHING!!" "UHM... OK THEN !! " We heard her shutting the door to the living room again. "Phew, that was close!" We both said with an nervous undertone., then started laughing out loud. We heard a repeating bump, comming closer and closer with the second. It was our mom. "Bedtime, you two!" She said, while blinking her one eye. "Hhhh ok." I got to my room, grabbed my pyjammas and got to the bathroom. Luckely, otherwise i needed to wait like an our or so for my sister to finally come out. I put on my pyjammas, brushed my teeth and got downstairs, wishung goodnight to everyone, and got to my room. This night wouldn't be the same as always though...

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