I had just unloaded the last box and was putting the sheets on my bed. I had gotten the attic for a room even though there were 29 other rooms in the house. I had always liked small rooms, I don't really understand why, but I guess it's genetics. I heard a knock on the door and I ran down stairs.
" Coming!" I yelled down the stairs. I opened the door. "Hi," Exclaimed a pretty well dressed orange haired girl. "I'm Bea..." She said shyly.
"...I live next door with my grandma and grandpa. They wanted me to bring these brownies to you and your parents." She stopped as if she wanted me to say something.
"Oh uh thank you, I'm Ben by the way."
"I like that name, it's cute." I blushed a little even though a boy wouldn't normally blush.
"I'm a bit of a softy, but that's between us." I said when she noticed me blushing.
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ESTÀS LLEGINT
The One
TerrorWhen 17 year old Ben Stow is kidnapped by his neighbors he has to make the hardest choice of his life.
