,'. The mansion. ,'.

,'. Part Five .',

Previously: Then an image of the boy in my dream popped up, "Hey, Mia" I started, looking at her. She tilted her head, indicating to me to go on. "Do you have a brother?" I asked, her eyes widened, and her brows furrowed. She looked at the ground, small tears welling in her eyes. "Oh, I'm sorry! Touchy subject?" I asked, she nodded sadly. 

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"Well, you don't have to tell me, it's ok." I said, as she whipped the tears off her face. Then she perked up, looking at me. She took my hand, and led me across the hallway to the bathroom. She began looking through cabinets, smiling as she pulled something out. She had pulled out; Rubbing alcohol, cotton balls, and bandages.

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She turned around, a huge smile on her face. I lifted an eyebrow, I knew what she was doing. But, why was she doing it, was the question I was asking. She reached for my hand, intertwining our fingers. She then, walked both of us to my room. We pushed the door open, and watched as my room came into eyesight. We both walked to the bed, and sat down.

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Mia turned to me, and moved my face towards hers. She dipped a cotton ball, in rubbing alcohol, and rubbed it over the scars on my face. The cuts stung as the pain got worse the longer she rubbed. Eventually, it hurt so bad A small tear formed in my eye. I felt as it made its way down my cheek. The soft hands of Mia, rubbed against my cheek. Smearing the water, across my face. She gave me a warm smile, as she patched me up. She looked up to me, and motioned for me to lay down. I did as she wanted, and layed down on my bed.

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Pulling the sheets over me, I cuddled into the mattress. I was too tired to change, so I ended up falling asleep in my clothes. This time, I fell into a dreamless slumber. The only sound heard, was the faint shuffling of papa, mama, and Mia walking around. And, the pitter-patter of the rain hitting the window.

The next morning, I awoke to someone shaking me.

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"Lori! Wake up~ I have something to show you!" My sister's voice rang through my head. "Ughhh" I let out, my words muffled against the pillow I shoved my head into. "Come on!" My sister yelled. I ignored her, hoping she'll leave. Sadly, she didn't. She kept shaking me, Until she said; "I'll go get dad!"

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I bolted up, My eyes slightly wide at the thought of what he'd do. "There ya go! Now, c'mon!" My sister yelled, while I squinted my eyes, trying to get used to the bright light. "Ughhh" I grunted, sitting up all the way. I looked at my sister, she was sitting on my bed, her legs put into a criss-cross angle. She had a huge smile on her face, and her eyes scanned my face.

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Her excited, happy expression, Soon, turned into a shocked, concerned look. "What happened to your face?" She asked. I rolled my eyes, glaring at her. "Guess." I said, anger laced in my tone. She looked at me, a sympathetic look on her face. I scoffed, and stood up. "I'm going to get ready, get out." I said, as I walked to my dresser.

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I heard a quiet shuffle, and then a door closing. I assumed she left, so I looked through my dresser, and pulled out a fresh pair of clothes. I grabbed a, Black shirt with a skull on it, some black ripped high-waisted jeans.

I also grabbed, my red skull necklace. I walked into the bathroom, placing all my clothes and items on top of the closed toilet.

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