POV: CHLOE SAUNDERS

June 19, 2012

I am bored with myself, the Lai's (the people that own this house) are gone taking a small boy, Bowser… funny name… they went to take him to baseball practice. Tori is rummaging through the food with Derek. So far she's eaten about every junkie thing she could find lying around. I'm thinking about blogging. It wouldn't hurt to sneak on the teenage girl's computer to check on how my friends in buffalo are doing.

I made my way to the dining room, sat myself in a chair. The teen, "Shevil", was with her family. The password was simple to guess, it was either her crush's name or PASSWORD. I tried PASSWORD. Easy. First I looked at recent blogs. Then most popular. One caught my eye. Did this person know? "Derek?" I called.

He scanned the blog over. "Ya… I'm pretty sure this person is hi- I mean… happy?" he fixed himself, realizing it was real. There were witches and werewolves, and this person was not high. This person was a victim.

"Location is near B-boston, MA. We're in Massachusetts, right?" I asked.

"Ya, Holden I think the sign said"

I got up and walked around. I looked through the cabinets for food, particularly good food. Nothing. I called to the bathroom to see if Simon was almost out.

"Not yet" was all I got. I went upstairs. There was a shower there too. I walked into Shevil's bedroom. I picked a skirt with stars. And for a shirt I picked a white shredded half shirt with a pink heart, a kami. And I found more hair die hiding in her bedroom. Black. Oh well. I hopped in, dyed my hair, and hopped out. This was better hair dye quality than before. I dyed my eyebrows with it.; I prayed I wouldn't slice myself when I picked up the scissors. I cut hair off, up to my cheek. I looked more like Tori than I did myself. I blinked. When my eyes were open the skinny monster stood behind me. "DEREK! HELP!" I screamed in terror. I went for my necklace. The thing grabbed my arm. It wasn't a ghost. Or at least anymore.