Chapter 11

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Shit. Shit. Shit.

I fly into one of the good smelling bushes and try and hide.

I hear a door open and someone yell 'who's out here?' but I don't respond.

The dog doesn't stop barking and the light stays on. What the hell?

A window opens. I look up. There she is. Shaylen.

"Shay!" I whisper shout. "Shay!" I do it again.

She looks down. Her eyes get wide after a minute and her jaw drops.

"DADDDDDYYYYY!!!!!!" She shrieks.

Not the reaction I was looking for. She slams her window and all the lights in the house flick on. In despair I quickly fly onto the roof.

Shit. What am I doing?!

(Sorry this is kind of a short chapter. i have writers block)

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