Stuck under

Stuck under

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After a birthday party Ellie came over with me to my house, and so did her parents. We did nothing in my basement for a while and we got really bored. Me and my sister Annie went upstairs with Ellie. We played hide and seek, I walked over to an old couch saying hmm this seems like a nice place to hide. I slid under the couch and felt something squishy and brown all over where is was laying. It ended up being mouse poop all over me. I tried to get up but I couldn't so I screamed help and all the parents rushed over, Ellie's dad and my dad picked up the couch and grabbed me. They said "what were you doing under there!!" My face went red and I ran upstairs to my room. My mom came in and ask me what was wrong and I said what happened. She wasn't very happy that we had mice again in our house. She said that the house was crappy ever since we got our dog Bailey. I asked her if we could move. She said "yes please". I went to bed and just laying there in disgust.
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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.

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