Night Howler's

Night Howler's

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It isn't a dog or wolf or coyote then what is that sneaking around and howling as load as possible at night. "Get up Jake! Or your going to be late for school!" Jake's mom shouted. "Ugh." Jake moaned. Jake got out of bed and put on a white T-shirt and black shorts then white socks then orange shoes. Next Jake went down stairs for breakfast but his dad did not make breakfast so Jake went to IHOP. When Jake was about to go to IHOP Cassy his little sister asked "Can I go?" "No!" Jake yelled. Then he rushed out the door to his car and drove to IHOP. Then he got there 3 minutes later." Hey waiter I'm ready to order." "OK what do you want?" The waiter said joyfully. "I would like the cupcake pancake and French toast and scrambled eggs and for my drink I would like orange juice." Jake said. "Is that all?" The waiter asked. "Yes." Jake answered. Then Jake hummed as he ate his food but then that took 15 minutes. Jake looked at the time he was late for school by 12 minutes!
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Do paranormal things, witches and magic exist? There are gifts that are waiting to be discovered. The mythical power is just waiting beyond the deepest darkest tunnel of the unknown. Only the brave learns to test the waters amidst the labyrinth of its knotted mystery. PLEASE, NO PLAGIARISM. (~Created July 6, 2018:Finished August 5, 2018~) Being engrossed in studying his current case detained him from leaving at once until he forgot the time. He never mentioned to Hera that he's going home after two decades. Only his youngest child knows of his trip back home. Whether he believes in curse or not. It's his 45th birthday tomorrow and he must be home to keep his promise to his mother. His family had never forsaken him, he did. He'd been ignoring their summons since he turned his back from them. Perhaps it's time to grant their plea. He closes his office and walks to the elevator. "Good evening, Artemis." The man in a black jacket greets him. Artemis smiles at the stranger. "Do I know you?" The stranger puts his arm around the stunned lawyer. Behind the unknown man's dark glasses are bloodshot eyes ready to scare the wits out of his prey. "Your mother does. She's expecting me to greet you happy birthday." Removing his dark glasses, he stares at his victim to corrupt his eyes. Insurmountable fear assaults Artemis as excruciating pain drills on his eyeballs. A horrible scream slits through the silence of the night when the clock strikes twelve. As the elevator opens, the stranger loosens his grip and the victim falls on the floor. Covering his bleeding eyes, Artemis winces from severe pain. The man whistles away as he walks past the dead body of the security guard in the lobby to the snowy road outside the building. His victim crawls out of the closing elevator. The curse is true. He must get into his car before his sight totally leaves him. He must warn his family. " I must save Athena!"

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