Chapter Two: The Warning

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(Tyler's POV)
Finally, Katelyn has gotten home from a long day at work. When I got into the car with Katelyn to go home I realized how many tears we have in the seats and how many dents there are on the roof. As we were going home we drove by the street that mommy died at. It brings back horrible memories just driving by. Then we finally pulled into our old, raggedy house. As I walked in the front door, I just realized that we left the window open and there were crows everywhere.

When I finally woke up, I couldn't stop thinking about the crows we saw last night. It was so odd of them to just stay in our house. So I hopped in the car to go to school. As I went to school I noticed that there were crows everywhere. Which I thought was weird since it's winter.

~7 hours later~

As I waited for grandma, there was a kid named Derek who always bullied me. He would shove me around and call me names. Before Derek could lay his eyes on me I quickly hopped into my grandma's car and then I knew I was safe.

We eventually got home and I quickly got out of grandma's car but then I heard screaming coming from inside the house. I ran to go check on grandpa. I opened the door, and there were crows everywhere. They were attacking grandpa. Nibbling on him one by one, until there was no more skin left. I had just witnessed my grandpa die and I knew that this was a warning.

I was drenched in tears after just witnessing my grandpa died. While I was standing there grandma ran to get the phone and call 911. After she was done, she ran back to grandpa and knocked all the crows off him and made them all leave. Then I heard a car in the driveway. I ran to go see Katelyn but when I opened the door it was just the police officer. I was sad because I really wanted to see Katelyn.

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⏰ Última actualización: Apr 11, 2018 ⏰

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