PART 3

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She thought of calling for dad, but thought better of it.

The horror movies ain't real,
She's not going to do anything.

She ain't gonna walk around with a flashlight at night calling hello into the creepy hallways.

So she just held her breath and waited.

She knew that she would die the minute she moved or made a noise.

She didn't know when she fell asleep.

The next day she got up to the clanking of dishes which her mother was washing... as usual.

She sat up and stretched yawning.

Wait.

She suddenly remembered what she had heard yesterday and flung the blanket off her legs and went to mom quickly.

"Good morning, dear"
Huh. You wish. Now to what had actually happened yesterday.

"Your food will be ready in a minute".

"Yeah, but- ".

"Didn't you brush?", She asked, just noticing her face and hair.

"No, but I wanted to ask if -"

"Oh my god! Go brush!!"

"Yeah but-"
She stopped the running tap and looked at her.
Mia looked back with still opened mouth.

Exhales

"Fineeeee.... now stop staring already" she mumbles and goes to brush.
Her mom just chuckled, shook her head and continued washing the dishes.

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