Seven

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Mike's POV:

I entered my house at 4:57. My grandpa looked up at me and said, "Hello Mike, how was it with your friends?"

"Fine." I said simply, as I ran upstairs, to my room, that I missed as well.

I looked around the familiar room, happy to finally be home, where I grew up, where I made friends, where I lived my whole life, where I fought a demon clown with the people who are losers like me. 

Home. 


a/n: this one is like 6 sentences, but hey it's a good moment, i promise a better chapter on friday, it will have something happen 

sorry my patient readers-

Lilli Max❤❤ 

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