Three!!!!!!!!!!

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I pressed on trying to get the book in my hands, knowing that I was oh so close was unbearable. I thought to myself that I must get this book no matter what. I was becoming so thirsty that I felt dizzy and weak, so I knew it was now or never...

I felt my fingertips touching the book, sending a wave of happiness and anticipation through me, proving that I could indeed do this and get the book. I started to lean forward and soon fell forward as I grabbed the book, happiness exploded throughout my body and my hands felt like they were holding the most precious treasure in the world.

I looked at it and thought how could something so old and haggard, something I've never seen or even heard from, suddenly mean so much to me, as if my whole life I have been searching for something and now that I have found it, I'm not planning on letting it go. As I studied the book, the pattern and symbols, I had this feeling that it was meant for me and with shivers running up and down my spine. With the feeling of correctness I felt coming from the book, I decided I will never let anyone take it from me.

I heard my mother calling for me and decided that I am going to put the book in my corner so that I can read it it later and not put it in the hands of my MOTHER. everything I hold dearly she will take from me, a small dog I found in the yard, a CD I bought once upon a time from my favourite band Evanescence. Everything...

So I went to my corner and placed the book under the seat and made sure it was safely tucked away, when I went to the kitchen I found my mother making dinner which was very unusual since she never cook or does anything since we have servants who does that for us. Her hair was in a bun, perfectly done and her clothes perfect, a blue suit with a floral blouse. She worked in a law firm of some type, something to do with environmental stuff.To top it all off she was a perfectionist. So to see me, sweaty, dirty, dusty and my clothes all wrinkled I was in for it.

"Aaarrrroooonnn!!!! Why are you looking like that?" My mom said in disapproval as she raked my body.

"I was kinda busy in the library. Mom." I said and looked down.

Another thing, I don't look anyone in the eye, I just don't know why, probably due to my phobia or something but a persons eyes freak me out.

"Don't talk to me like that, young man." She said and I nodded.

"Sorry mother."

"Anyway, like I wanted to say. I'm making lunch, do you want anything? "

"No, thanks, and since when do you make lunch."

"I wanted to make you something because I have something to tell you and the others. They should be here any second." As she said it I heard my sibling coming through the door, all laughing and chatting away.

They came right into the kitchen and stopped talking when they spotted me.

"Mom, who's this? " Brad asked pointing at me, I could see his nike shoes and his black jeans. I could also see his wife beater shirt. I also saa stubble and muscles, but that is as far as I looked.

There was a huge difference between me and my siblings. They are all blond haired, blue eyed with tan bodies and muscles. Whereas I'm a brown haired green eyed boy with pale skin and no muscles. I don't grow facil hair or chest hair, I look like a hairless rat with only hair on my head and other parts, down stairs if you know what I mean.

"Brad, that is your brother, Aron." My mom said.

"I have a brother. I mean another one?" He said and i could hear he was confused.

"He has lived here like forever." yeah my family is great.

"Really??"

"Yes, now sit down for I have something to tell you? " she said and i sat down in the corner, I know my siblings but we don't really hang out, I see them walking past me their faces glued to their phones. So I sat down and looked at the table.

"And? " Sherry asked, sounding rather annoyed.

"Well... I, uh, I..."

"Mom, does this concern us a little?"

"Well, no but i still feel you should know. Your niece and nephew are going to stay here for two weeks."

I could feel myself start hyperventilating,and my heart beat pick up.I saw my hands start to shake and I could feel their eyes on me.

"What's wrong with him!?" Jud asked my mom.

"He has a fear for new people, actually any one he doesn't know." She told them.

I stood up on shaky legs and walked out of the room to the library, it was the only thing that I could forget them ever coming over.

I sat in my chair after taking out The Book and placed it on my lap. I felt myself calm down instantly and as I looked at the book, I decided it was time to read it...

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I'm not gonna leave you hanging... don't worry.

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So I opened the book and read the dedication, it was dedicated to Aron, the hero of the live time.

It was weird that it was my name. I put the thought at the back of my mind and read the prologue.

It began rather strange :

"One day I found a book in a dusty corner and decided I was gonna read it. So i sat on my chair and as i started to read it I started to feel strange and felt a pull but didn't know where it came from, I felt my heartbeat kick up and a light layer of sweat forming..."

I stopped reading because what I just read is what is happening to meat the moment, the pull, the confusion, the heartbeat, everything. I really wanted to stop reading but I couldn't stop, so i went on reading :

"I started reading the words out loud'' -which I did ''and as I read on I felt the pull increase, when all of a sudden the pull became to strong and a blinding light came and sucked me in..."

as soon as i read the last of the words I saw the blinding light and felt the pull increase to a point of no return. And then i felt myself being pulled in and i screamed and screamed, in both terror and horror, I was being pulled into the book, into a place I don't know.

I closed my eyes and screamed until my throat hurt ...

And then I landed, hard, on a patch of grass, I looked up to see the sky and as I looked around I saw I was in the woods, at right about then, I fainted...

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