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12:31 𝐏𝐌

I fixed my light blue shorts in the mirror twisting and turning in the mirror as I checked myself out, I had put on a blue jean jacket a plain but chest-laced tank top, and as already mentioned blue jean shorts

I was preparing to see Wally a neighbor of mine..he's always been a bit weird, to say the least..his black void eyes always stared into my eyes more like my soul if I were, to be honest... an unsettling never going smile always stayed on his face and his hair bared the stench of hair spray a little too much of it.

Wally had invited me over for a private meet up he said there would be free food so how could I decline? Food is food

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2:04 𝐏𝐌

I walked to his house it wasn't exactly a long walk since Wally's house is only a couple of houses away from his so no bike today..sorry old girl, not today.

I took a sharp inhale..why was I so nervous to just knock on his door? Was it that the house was quite literally alive?..or was it a gut feeling that something wasn't quite right..that I was perhaps in Danger? Of course not..this was just a friendly meeting and I could only just be paranoid...

Yes paranoid I was Wally is probably just like me having my little quirks. but I can't quite shake the nervous feeling

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2:10 𝐏𝐌

Knock

Knock

Knock

Tapping at the wooden door hurt my knuckles only a bit luckily I didn't have to do it for long as Wally opened the door with that same..unsettling smile on his complexion

"Welcome Neighbor"

Those were the last words I heard before losing my freedom.