FEAR
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'How do you feel about gun control? Break into my house and find out. ' *Anonymous* ********** Brad's POV "Who's there?" I demand, for the third time, while making my way towards the source of the sounds I am hearing. Somebody broke into my house, and is in the kitchen, making breakfast? Fried eggs and grilled cheese? Are you freaking kidding me? No reply is given, so I arm my gun, and slowly approach. I am willing to kill this guy, whoever he may be. Once I reach inside the kitchen, I am immediately taken aback, first by the condition of it, with dirty pots and pans all over the place, food all included, and then by the intruder-chef herself. Yes- our intruder was a female, and she is sitting on one of the stools, listening to songs on her iPod, while eating the food. She doesn't realize I am standing here until I say her name. To think I actually know her. *********
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It may be a small town. But it has its many secrets. ----------------------------- I sat down at the table and drummed my fingers on top of it, waiting for my food. Dad flipped two big pancakes into a plate and placed them in front of me. "Your favorite syrup is on the table," Dad informed. "And before I forget, could you take your sister to that antique shop that just opened up? They sell dolls there, and well...I accidentally broke one of Amy's dolls." I picked up the bottle of syrup and poured some syrup on my pancakes. "Nice one, Dad." After I had finished eating breakfast, Kira asked if she could tag along. I quickly denied, telling her that I was a big boy, and scooped up Amy. We headed out and downtown. That is where most of the shops are. We reached the new antique store, and I happened to peer through the window and saw... "...Mom?" ----------------------------- If you like adventure, mystery, humor, or cliffhangers, then this is the book for you! Cover: Recolor Copyright by Ash J. All Rights Reserved

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