1972 pt. 2

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I saw this brown haired squirrel climbing up the tree I was on. Oh just a squirrel. "Hello? Anyone there?" I heard Michael shout. Uh oh. He heard me! This is trouble! He CAN'T know I'm here. Quick, what do I do? There's a squirrel coming up the tree. To make it even worse, Michael's coming towards my direction. Oh shit. I saw the door open from the mansion as another Jackson comes outside. I find out that other Jackson is Jackie. Wow, he's actually hot! Now I see what those girls were talking about. Those muscles, his face... Lord. He had on a white t-shirt. He appeared oily as well. He was sweating obviously. "Hey Michael, whatcha doing?" He said to Michael with his soft voice that attracted me. "Oh I was just playing basketball when I heard someone scream", Michael replied. "Oh well did you-" Jackie said but I couldn't hear the rest because the squirrel bit my hand. I bit my tongue. I wanted to scream so badly but then Michael and Jackie would hear me and I would get caught. Soon after, tears started to stream down my cheeks. My tears that are caused by the stupid squirrel that bit me. I looked at my hand that the squirrel bit me to see a huge bite mark on it. Damn squirrel. That squirrel must be protective about this tree. I wouldn't blame the squirrel though. If I was that squirrel, I would've did the same thing. So obviously the squirrel says to get off my tree so I'm slowly climbing down the tree. Michael and Jackie are now in a game of basketball. I climbed down the tree successfully. Then I slowly walk my way out of their view. When I'm out of their view, I sneak my way towards Hayvenhurst. I've always wanted to see Hayvenhurst on the inside. Especially in person! So I snuck my way to the back door of Hayvenhurst and lucky for me it was cracked. So I opened the back door more to be able to let myself in. I went in Hayvenhurst and then left the back door cracked. Then I turned around to face the beautiful inside of this mansion. I walk further inside to see that I'm in the kitchen.

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