Chapter 2

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   It has already been a week and I have been receiving more and more packages and it was making me go nuts. The objects that were sent to me always creeps/creeped  me out. I have never seen anything like them before. When I try to walk outside, I didn't realize about the package, then I trip and stumble into the hard roots on the grass. I have no idea who is giving me these packages but I want it to stop.
I find a text message on my phone saying.
"I miss you, sweetie. Answer my text."
I immediately thought of my mother because she would always call me "sweetie" when I used to live with her and my father. So I respond with
"Mother is that you?"
the text message response was
"No, I am your boyfriend."
I knew someone was messing with me because I didn't even have a boyfriend.

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