Chapter 3

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The reason why I hate Friday the 13th it's because its the death of my dear brother Mikel he's my best friend tho I have many siblings but all of them fly to abroad just to study the reason why? Because of me they are ashamed of me I miss Mikel every time I say his name the memories hunt me again.....

Eight years ago

"Mila! Mila! Huh? There you are!"

I jump and giggle

"Hihi you found me!"

He laughs and smiled

"I told you, I can find you any where cause I'm a great looker!"

Looker?! I burst out laughing

"Hahahahahahaha!"

He frown

"Don't laugh!"

He said and tickle me

"No! Its my weakness!"

He stopped tickling me and shook his head

"Why?"

I ask him

"Its not your weakness.."

What? He held my hand and we started to walk inside the house

"You have a biggest weakness and I want to show you something"

I'm really scared I don't know what he's talking about

We stopped in a old door dad said that this door is a private one

"Uhm Mikel dad told me this is a private door and we should never open it"

I told him

"No I can come inside but only when I'm with you"

I pointed myself

"Me? Why?"

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