12 years ago...
We were driving around the city for so long already, I was wondering when are we going to stop. I really need to pee. I want to eat. I want to play. When are we going home? I want to play with my friends already, it's so boring here.
"Daddy! I want to pee!" I cried out.
"We're almost there baby!" He said, while searching for something on the road.
I slump back to my chair and continued to play with my toy gun. Pew! Pew! Pew!
After a few pew pew pew, we're finally here!!! Finally, I can pee already.
Daddy went to the back of the car and carried me.
There was this huge blue gate, it looks kind of scary. Where are we going?
"Hey baby, look! Its our new home!" Daddy said.
What? What? What?
This is our new home??? This big creepy house???
"But daddy! My friends are back HOME!" I cried, wiggling my way down.
"Baby, this is our new home." He said, setting me on the floor.
"No! Its so scary!!! Its so big!!!" I said, already going back to the car.
"What's so scary about our house?" someone asked.
I turned around to see a little boy, just my age, chinky eyes, white skin, only has 5 teeth left, and black hair. He's cute.
I like his hair.
I like his eyes.
I like his skin.
I like his 5 teeth.
I like him.
This place is not so bad after all...
12 years ago, Jenny and her family moved into a new apartment. Little did she know that in that apartment, there lives a guy, same age as her, that would turn her world from being miss perfect, to miss rebellious. Jenny was not pretty when she was young, she was the very opposite of pretty, she had big hair that's always in her face, no teeth at all, and the "grossest" if there is such a word, little girl you can ever imagine, but when puberty hit her, it hit her hard.
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You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.