Chapter 7.

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Micheals P.O.V

Aside from the whole Y/N L/N thing... That pancake was pretty good.

But thinking about it now, Mom would have said something if it was her who wrote that. Anywho, less thinking about my best friend's name on the pancake I just ate, and more feeling motivated and determined to make it out of school alive. But something stops me when I leave.

It's not my mother.. It's not me..

"Micheal." "Micheal."

What's that...? What? That doesn't sound like mom..

"Micheal...don't go to school..Stay for her...She isn't going today, Micheal"

"Who's there!"

I'm horrified. What was in that pancake? Is it screwing with my mind?

"GO TO THE ROOM-"

I have nothing to do but follow his instructions. It's like a switch in my my brain just got turned off.. And i'm just.. Gone.. I can feel my body move closer to my room...

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