Before
It started just like any other day I went to school, came home, did my homework and chores. Then I went over to my friend amy's house we played in the backyard until we saw this man appear out of the small wooded area in the back of her house(she was like the only one I knew who had a wooded area in new york city that wasn't central park ), so we went back inside and hung out in her room for about 2 hours- by then we forgot all about that creepy man. So I gladly walked home........
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This was unusual, I was normally home alone for a few hours before my parents arrived. "That's weird, why is everyone home?" I asked out loud. It was more for me then anyone else. "Aren't you home for a few hours by yourself?" Leslie questioned, her brown eyes staring into mine. "Yeah, I hope nothing bad has happened. Well only one way to find out" I said as I gathered up the courage to walk in. On the inside I was freaking out, my parents would only come home early if there was an emergency. I unlocked the door to hear voices coming from the living room. Dropping my bags I stopped dead in my tracks, one voice sounded very familiar a little too familiar. No it couldn't be him, we moved away years ago. He wouldn't have the nerve to face me after what he did, coward. Slowly dragging my feet I made my way to the living room. What I saw before me turned my face ghost white. My worst nightmare confirmed, there he was, Max, sitting on my couch, in my living room, in my house.