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Time flies and hope to die.

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That secret garden,that secret place...

At 7.
There is a secret room in our new place. Mommy doesn’t know. It will be mine. That’s so awesome.
At 12.
I am gonna bring Danny to my secret hideaway I have been keeping to myself all these years. It will be our little secret. We will party like the older kids.
At 17.
Roger and I can go visit my time-out zone and we will talk deeper stuff. He will think I am so mature. He will instantly fall in love with me.
At 22.
Mayen. I need to visit my think spot. NOW. I gotta think about it all. I can’t take it anymore.
At 22.
2 days later.
I am gonna go sit in there and think about all the pending decisions I have been putting off. I will just go MIA for a few hours. Mom won’t even notice.
At 22.
3 days later.
Ugh why do my eyes feel so heavy? And my back is cramped. It’s 3 in the morning!?! Shit. Where did the time go? Where am I? Wait. Have I been in the secret room, sleeping, all this time? Shit. Who’s crying like someone’s dead? Is that mom? I gotta go check. Ow easy, tiger. Cramped muscles suck. Sigh. Now where’s the key? I gotta unlock from the inside. Where are you, stupid key? Ow ow my little toe. Careful, girl. Careful. Deep breath. It must be here. Focus. Why is it so difficult to breathe? Shite. This place is isolated. It’s closed off from all sides. I gotta go out. But where’s the FREAKING KEYYYY!?!?!
At 22.
3 days before. Flashback.
In my haste to get in I had left the key right there with my purse,lying in my cupboard.
At 22.
Present.
I can’t get out. Nobody out there knows I am here. Danny is dead and I never got around to get Roger to discuss deeper stuff. Nobody knows. Nobody. Is my mother crying cuz she can’t find me? Will I never get out? Will I have to spend my whole life here? Why is it so difficult to breathe, dammit? I gotta focus. Crap. Won’t I live long enough to even come up with a plan? These dancing blackspots are so irritating. I am gonna faint. Shit.
At 25.
Outside world.
The mother is grieving a daughter whose body was never found. She had disappeared in thin air. “Why did she leave? Will I never know.” Sob. Loud gut-wrenching sobs.
At 30.
Outside world. 
7. Yayayay. Our new home has a secret space. Why did the previous owners hide such an awesome detail? Maybe they didn’t know. It will be my little secret. That’s so great.

Toodles!
~A♥~

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The deal.

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That shrewd gaze looked around with an intelligence she wouldn’t have expected him to have. And that damp breath made her wanna hurl. The wet,gurgling voice rattled her insides. She sat hiding behind a pseudo wall in her 13th floor apartment. She had to hide to save herself. She had to hide from the devil himself. He had come to extract the payment that had been long overdue. He had come to extract it from her. She hadn’t fathomed that the deal she had made with the monster in that moment of desperation would come to bite her in the ass. She hadn’t expected him to remember. She was, afterall, one in those innumerable hordes. She had been sure he would forget and move on. She had assumed that he would let her go. Told her how assuming was wrong,and how it could be fatal. She hadn’t even tried to make an escape. She had just waited 7 years for him to make a move. Stupid. Stupid. Breathing was becoming more and more difficult with every second that passed,with his need to make it even saturating the already humid air. The waves of amusement she felt coming from him startled her. Shite. He was amused. He was enjoying this game of hide and seek. Did he know where she was hiding? Oh gawd. He did. He had to. He was the devil. She couldn’t get a breath in. Maybe she would choke and die before he got his hands on her. That would be a better way to go. Yes. She suddenly felt the air shift behind her. “Tick tock time’s up”, that wet voice gurgled behind her as the forked,green tongue came out and took a swipe of the air. The feeling of absolute terror she experienced in that one point five second was all she experienced before succumbing to oblivion.

Toodles!
~A♥~

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