Chapter 2

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As I focus on the attic window I see a woman and a man standing there. “Ghosts?” I mumble to myself “cool!”. “Y/N, WHERE THE HELL ARE THOSE BOXES!” “Coming father!”. As I walk in and set the boxes down I feel a hard surface collide with my face and a stinging afterwards. “It’s sir to you, little b***h!” “Sorry sir”. “Now go unpack those boxes, I’ll be on the couch”. I start to unpack in the kitchen, knowing to do the living room last because if I get in front of the tv I will get hit. As I start to do my spacouse bedroom I can hear talking above me. I hear a feminin voice say “did you see what that man did to her! That’s abuse, it's horrible Adam!” Then a deeper manlier voice says, “Barbara it's not worth the risk, she probably won't be able to see or hear us anyways”. I was curious on who the voices belonged to so I started to head up there. As i went up i heard one of the mysterious voices say “is she walking up here? I hear footsteps''. After she finished the sentence I knocked on the door. Trying to be as quiet as possible I whisper “Hey, uhm i don't know if anyone’s up here but I’m going to be polite and say that i have the key to this room, i don't want to intrude on anything. If you don't want me unlocking the door please push the key out, but gently please.” Then I put the key in and unlocked the door. The door slowly opened to reveal 2 people with sheets on top of themselves.  

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