The Boy Next Door

The Boy Next Door

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My name is Lacey Richards, and I'm 18 years old. I live on 121 Baker Street. 5 years ago,I saw a moving van pull into the recently sold house, 122 Baker Street, next to my house. My mom told me they were our new neighbors. I was really shocked because no one had lived in that old house for years, but I'm glad they did. It turned out to be the best thing ever.
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Hi my name is lacey, well that's not my real name. That's what people would call me.... If I knew anyone. The only contact I have with the human race was going to the stores, but no one was interested in my dirty clothes, or my ability to look like a hobo. I basically am anyways. And if anyone is interested enough to know my name, it's just me, Lacey. That's the name one the police officers gave me, to help me after what had happened. He is the only one that knows about my case, everyone else I have to be careful about. So I guess I do know someone but not the kind of person that 17-year-old girls should know. My old name and life was left behind when my mother was. Dead, in the house, because of him. It's a really long story.

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