Chapter 2

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I raced home that night not even stopping at my usual coffee shop on my way home.

I pushed the doors open and slammed them closed again and began crying. Did i just see someone being murdered?

My parents where over seas in New York and I was stuck at home by my self in America. I was talking to my self in my head saying " Amy what on earth did you just see" I was trying to put all the puzzle pieces together, but I just couldn't figure it out.

I still have the picture of that animal thing "was it just a costume or was it a real live beast", it had dark green eyes that tore into your soul and a scar across its face.

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