Section 3
Dexter, I thought in my head. It sounded so familiar. I don't know where I heard it from, or if I even did hear it. "Do I know you?" I asked confused as ever. "In fact you do from a long time ago." Dexter said. When he said that shivers when up and down my spine. I tried to remember him but I couldn't. "You won't remember me. It was 12 years ago ever since we talked and ever since your parents, well you know what they did." What would my parents ever do to someone I knew 12 years ago? I looked at him even more. Then I remembered him. He was one of my best friends in middle school. What would my parents do so badly so that my old best friend would want to get revenge. " Listen, Dexter, I don't think my parents did anything that bad to you that would make you want to get revenge." I said trying to keep a calm voice. "You. They. They didn't tell you what they did to me and my family." He was laughing hysterically while tears came out of his eyes. He started to point his gun at me. I tried to avoid the fact that he could kill me at any second, any minute now. He walked closer to me I could feel his breath on my pale face. You could say that there was about an inch separating us. I tried to move back but he grabbed by my shoulder and brought me even closer. So close that our noses where touching. I could feel tears running down my cheeks. "Your parents, well, your parents made me become an orphan." He said in the calmest voice I ever heard.
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