Chapter 1: Does it Get Any Creepier?

"Now let's see here, I think I've got everything I need." I grumbled to myself. Scanning across my desk, a flash of purple caught my eye. "That's what I was missing!" I reached for my lucky pencil and smiled as I placed it inside my bag. Satisfied with my packed things, I grabbed the heavy bag and lifted it onto my shoulders.

I had discussed this little trip with my parents and they had agreed to let me go. As long as they did not find out the truth, I should be in the clear. Grunting, I made my way towards my bedroom door. If I can steer clear of that bastard for at least a week, he surely would give up. Right?

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