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Hailey: I was in my room listening to music. I love music. If so someone never made music, I. Would. Die. Speaking of Die, my friend finally got asked out by her cru-(gunshot) wtc was that?!? I think it came from the  kitchen. I walked into the kitchen. It smells like...(sniff sniff sniff) smoke and blood. BLOOD!!!! I hate blood. I walked into my mom's room. She was lying on her bed. SHE WAS FREAKING DEAD. Omg! My mother is dead. Just then someone grabbed my mouth. I couldn't breathe. The last thing I saw was someone's face. Then it went black.

*yes I know this chapter was kinda short but you wanna know what happens next don't ya? Please comment and vote.

Luv y'all: .A.

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