I ran into my room. My breathing is heavy. I kept the lights off. She could see the lights. She could find me. She can’t find me. I sit on my bed. I breathe a sigh of relief. I freeze. I smell something. I pray I’m wrong. Sadly, I’m right.
I smell peppermint.

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Chapter 2

Why Would You Enter The House?

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