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Zoe tossed and turned in her sleep that night trying to get the stalker person out of her head but she just couldn't. She had to know who it was!
The next morning Zoe woke up and went into the bathroom to get ready. She saw that her eyes were red and her hand was red and had bite marks on it from during the night. Zoe stared at her hand. Why had she bitten herself? She had an idea at the top of her head but shook it away before she had time to acknowledge it.
She pushed her hair back from her face and splashed some cold water onto it to help wake herself up. She then got changed into jeans and a t shirt and walked downstairs. She saw her father sitting at the table eating breakfast and reading the paper. He looked up as she came in then went back to his paper.
Zoe reached into the cupboard and got out some cheerios and a bowl. She sat down next to her dad and began munching on her cereal.
"Zoe have you been feeling alright lately?" her father asked her.
"Yes," she said looking suspiciously at him. "Why?"
"Well, I read in a magazine that kids who have gone through this often bottle their feelings up and that can lead to problems later in life," he explained to her.
"And?" She probed him knowing he was leaving something out.
"Well," he said looking guilty, "I have been thinking and it's so close to the end of the school year and then it will be summer. I decided that this summer I am going to send you to a boarding school where they will help make up for the school work you lost during the year and you can make some friends." He looked nervously at her to see what her reaction would be.
"What?" she screamed at him. Her anger finally came out. "You just don't want to have to take care of me! You would much rather go to work and hang out with your business friends than watch me! I can't believe you would do this to me so soon after mom left!" Zoe screamed at him, all of her anger was finally coming out and it just happened to be directed at her father.
He stared at her blankly for a few minutes trying not to let out how much she had just hurt him. "Zoe," he mumbled quietly. "This just proves what I've been telling you. You have been so emotional lately and I think that it would be a good idea for you to be with people your own age. The teachers there will be able to keep a much better eye on you than I will. I admit it. I have been lacking these past few weeks. It's just that I don't know how to deal with you anymore. You've changed so much since your mothers death."
Zoe stared at him in astonishment and without saying a word she got up and ran to her room.
Her father stared after her wondering if he had done the right thing.