Normal. That's how I like life. Things that are suppose to happen, happen. No surprises. Till he came. Across the street. Living, breathing, talking abnormalities. I took no part of his nonsense. … Till my brother disappeared. And Mr. Jones down the street. And many others. Now, I know I should've listened. I did. But it has gotten to the point, where I can beat it no longer. Please. I don't know where I am anymore. -hello everyone! I would love for you to read, like, and comment my story! It's a working progress but bear with me! IMPORTANT: The second so called chapter of this story was NOT a mistake! It's almost the same as the first story. Don't SKIP