Everyday, at 8:00, the neighbors to our right pulled into their garage. Everyday, at 8:00, my parents made sure I was inside.
"See that family, (Y/N)? They're bad news. Stay away from them," my parents would tell me. Everyday.
I was raised not to ask questions, so I just accepted it for what it was. I never asked why, and now I regret it.
Maybe if I had done something, none of this would have happened.
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I know I haven't finished The Music Within yet, but I plan to update both at least once a week until I finish.
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Born To Hate
Fanfiction"Don't look over there." "But I want to." "Don't." Every since she was young, (Y/N) has been told to avoid the neighbors. Never looking at their house, not knowing their names, completely in the dark about their whole existence. But she is curious...
