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Who's The Liar? part1
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Complete, First published Aug 02, 2015
It’s summer of 2010 my friends and I are sitting in a hide out cabin, we found it one day wondering around in the woods, it’s where we come to get away from everyone, at least that’s what we thought. The sun is rising over the mountains, it’s 7:30 a.m. “Why am I up this early,” I looked at the bright light shining through the window, as I groaned. “Hey sleepy head,” Alison smiled, looking at me from the floor. I rubbed my eyes twice, “Alison you weren’t here last night.” “You never know where I’ll turn up,” she smiled, jumping into bed, next to me. I gave her a weird look, as I tried to go back to sleep. “Hey, please stay awake,” Alison grabbed my arm. I sighed, sitting up looking at her, “why,” I asked? “This place gives me the creeps,” Alison gave me a scared look. “Did something happen while everyone was asleep,” I got concerned. “Em, don’t worry, you know what, just go back to sleep,” Alison got off the bed. “Wait,” I grabbed her arm gently. “Don’t go playing investigator Em,” Alison rolled her eyes. “Fine,” I let go of her arm, laying down annoyed. Alison walked outside, I knew she was hiding something, she always walks away like the problem will fade away, when something’s wrong.
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