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Her mother then called her down for the door. Chelljary quickly placed the loose

pages in her pocket and left her book on the bed, as she ran down stairs. “What is..?” She
started. “Look who’s here for you.” Her mother said in a very happy way. Her mother

didn’t seem like herself. She was acting like she was someone else in that moment.. It
was the man from the Dr’s office who had talked to her parents just minutes before

they left. He smiled and tried to take hold of her Chellejary’s hand. Chellejary moved
away without hesitation. She didn’t trust him or like him whatsoever. Her body shook
and had the same sickened feeling as before. “What is he doing here mother?” She asked

as she was feeling more and more defensive. “Chellejary this is Dr Jorhondo Gamb. He
will be coming to check in on you and see how your vitals are. To make sure you're

doing well. He just stopped by to take a tore of the house as well as to watch you and
how you are with everything.” She told her.

“WHAT??!!! NO!... I'm, fine mother. I don’t need a nursemaid or this creepy stalker

dude.” Chellejary snapped. She turned to him at that moment and told him he needed to
leave. Then she ran to her room, locking herself inside. She quickly pulled out a suitcase
and packed everything she might need including her pink journal. Once she zipped it

up, there was a knock on the door. “I know you're in there Princess.” Came a creepy
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deep vibrating bartoned voice, It was that man's voice at the door. She looked down and
saw black watery gew seep under her door more and more. She grabbed her bag and
quickly ran to her balcony outside her room. She shut the door behind her then looked

over the rail. It was a straight drop into the water with jagged rocks on one side or a
bad paved gravel walkway on the other. She turned around to look back and saw the

man was right behind her. She screamed and fell backwards over the rail. The man
reached out to grab her with a lifeless eveil firm grip but his hands just missed her.

Thank goodness. Sploosh! Bubble bubble. Water gargles and tones of water bubbles
was all she could hear. She felt dizzy, when everything went black she awoke on her

couch. Like nothing happened. Everything looked untouched. (Gasp) “The journal.
Where?....” She panicked then looked down and saw the journal where she had seen it
before. She picked it up a bit more carefully and placed it into her pocket. She grabbed

her wallet and took off her towel around her damped hair. She grabbed her keys and
turned the doorknob. She almost got it opened when she heard her mother called her