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Three


Armando slammed the phone down with such force, that he broke the little side table it was sitting on. He thrust it down so hard that it broke the phone in half, crushing ht table. He screamed on top of his lungs.
How could his supposedly dead daughter be alive and well? He was pissed. Nolyn was supposed to have done and killed her by now. Armando knew that his ex-girlfriend, his daughter’s mother, Marticella, was dead and buried. He came to the funeral.
“Nolyn!” He turned looking out th… Continue

Two


Dr. Illistead was put onto hold as he tried Armando for the fifth time that night. He tried calling Armando’s house phone in Chicago, put no answer, then his house phone in Miami, then his last house phone in Paris and that’s where he was. Armando was at his house in Paris, the one that he despised the most, since that’s where he found out that his wife, Marticella, was pregnant and ran away.
Illistead waited for a couple of more minutes while the bloody butler went and got Armando for him… Continue

Preface


Standing by the doorway, a mother looked upon her daughter, feeling such joy of just watching the child sleep. She leaned up against the doorway and she sighed knowing that she is all the protection that her daughter needs. But she underestimated the little girl’s father.
The mother turned around having a weird, something-ain’t-right feeling. While she turned, the feeling got worse, it was as if someone or something’s were inside her little apartment that wasn’t supposed to be here. Sh… Continue

13. Jennica


I woke up with my eyes still closed with a weird feeling that I haven’t had since I was six years old, just little bit over ten years ago. How could this sense be here now? My body tense when I push myself to sit up. I open my eyes to see Drake sitting on the edge of my bed looking at me with gnawing eyes.
I shriek. “What are you doing in my room?” I scream, pulling the cover up to cover my body. I have clothes on but it feels like instinct to pull up the covers.
Drake’s brows mush… Continue

12. Alec


Pulling into the drive way, I jump out of the car, racing to the front, knowing that the time is only 4:30 p.m. I rush into the house, knowing that they haven’t been home alone for that long, so it’s the perfect time to get them out of there and away from what’s going to happen.
“Get your things!” I scream at Raed, whose shock and falls out of the chair that he is sitting in. “Go get your things!”
He stands up and straightens up. “Why?” His face is utter confusion.
I give him a stern… Continue