Chapter 8-Who did it?

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I wake up to see a white ceiling

Cords connecting to me

I try to open my mouth but I can't

I look down to see an oxygen mask

The last thing that I remember was me running upstairs to my room.

Where am I? What happen?

My eyes start to get heavy as I see a foggy figure at the door

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My eyes won't open but I can hear everything.

Am I in a coma?

"Hello, I'm detective Jones you must be Ana's adopted parent"

"Yes I am but please call me Wendy"

" Well Wendy,Ana is very lucky to be alive" said the detective

"Yes she is, do you know what cause this fire?"

"Well I just about to ask you some questions"

"Why?"

"At the time of the fire, someone was in your house and  set the fire attempting to hurt Ana"

"What! who could do such a thing" Wendy says while sobbing

"Well we're going to find out. If you don't  mind I think we should take this outside so I can ask  you some questions"

"Sure"

I can't believe this! Who would want to hurt me. My dad can't get to me, he's locked up far away unless he escaped....

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It's been four days since the fire.

Every minute that goes I get anxious and scared

What if that person attacks me again.

I've been living at a hotel  with my adoptive parents since being released from the hospital a couple days ago.

Since the house burn down

Wendy begs me to not go to school tomorrow but I refuse.

I can't just sit here and let that person attack again. What good does that do it only makes me look weak.

That's why I'm walking into school with my shoulders high.

Being all confident because I will show that I am strong!

No one can bring me down not even my dad.

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Walking down the hall ways is torture. People stare at  you like you have a huge pimple on your face l

I already know that this week will be rough.

Who was the idiot that made the rule to have 5 days of school and 2 days off it should be the other way around!

I get up and head to the shower quickly. I get grab a towel and wrap it around my body while singing.

"MY MILKSHAKE BRINGS ALL THE BOYS TO THE YARD

DAMM RIGHT!!

ITS BETTER THAN YOURS

I CAN TEACH YOU BUT I HAVE TO CHARGE

LA LA LA LA

THE BOYS ARE WAITING

LA LA LA

WARM IT UP."

At times like this when your allowed to release your inner weirdness. I may have a lot of bad times but I think I deserve some happiness.

After my shower I quickly change head to my room to meet Wendy and Steve quietly talking with worried expressions.

"Oh! Ana! We didn't see you there." Wendy said nervously.

"Is something wrong?" I asked.

"Come sit. We need to talk to you." Steve said ignoring my question.

I sit nervously

"Well for a while now your parents were in jail"

"What do you mean by were"

"Look sweetie we didn't want to tell you."

"Tell me what"

"Well your parents escaped few weeks ago and the police found your mom dead at the side of the road yesterday as for dad remains missing"

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Of course my dad started the fire who else? Man I'm stupid

"Ana....ANA"Samantha said waving her hands getting me out of my daze.

"Yea"

"You okay"

"Why"

"Because the whole day you been acting like you saw a ghost or something". A ghost would a been better.

Before I could answer the bell rang. I start heading to class

"WERE NOT DONE THIS CONVERSATION" I hear behind

I bummed into someone dropping my books.Like Seriously what's with me always getting bummed!

"Scott are you seriously right now! this is not the time" said picking up my books

"I'm not Scott" said a male figure

When I looked up the male was gone

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