How you two met

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Setting: Your babysitting at your neighbor's house watching their devil of a child named Cole. 

   ¨Alright time to go to bed Cole.¨you said to the blond-haired boy you were watching. ¨No, I don't want to.¨ he remarked with a sneer. ¨But I've already let you stay up an hour past when you were supposd to go to bed.¨ you pleaded crotching down so your face was at the same level as the boy sitting on the rug. ¨No go away.¨ he then put his hand up in front of your face trying to block you out. You usually tried to be patient with the kids you watched but you were at the end of your line with this boy. As you grabed the boys arm he let out a shocked noise asyou started to drag him up stairs to his room. 

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As you came back downstairs you saw that the front door was open. You didnt here any one open the door neither did you hear any one come inside so you closed the door locked it and was about to yell upstairs to Cole to ask if he was alright when you remembered that Cole already took out his hearing aid and due to the fact that his other ear wasnt going to do mch help either being deaf in one ear and mostly deaf inthe ear he wore his hearing aid in. So instead you made your way back to the stairs. You were halfway up when you felt someone grab your arm and pull you back down a couple of steps where you landed in the strangers ams. You were about to scream when the bigger man silenced you by putting his hand over your mouth. He then was bringing his knife to your throat when you looked back at him looking into his eyes with your pleading eyes. He paused and slowly brought the knife back down to his side and just stopped doing anything he just looked into your eyes while you started to cry. He then tilted his head ever so slightly still having his hand on your mouth watching while you bawled your eyes out. After some time he just left closing the front door behind him.

Authors note:

Hope you enjoyed this there will be more to come 


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