Dads (that is Eragon^)

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I sigh and look up at my new house running my hand along the freshly painted wood. I hated to lie so long to escape but I had to. I didn't want to hurt them. My friends already hate me I couldn't bare to have them hate me to. Jordan did sort of scared me when he was angry. I ducked into my house and closed the door.
"Why me?"
There, of course, was no answer. Until suddenly there was a knock. I scrambled away from the door. A bulky man was waiting for me to open the door. I creeped towards the door and opened it slightly. The man looked like Jordan except scarier. I swallowed hard a lump forming in my throat.
"Hey there's no need to be afraid of your grandfather"
"Grand-d-d-father?"
"Yes Jordan has kept you in the dark about how bad he is and what he's planning"
"Planning?"
"He's planning to kill your mother"
"No! You're lying!"
"Oh really why don't you go check"

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