You had a lot of time to mull things over that night. Cosidering how FU**IN' long it felt! Sitting there sipping coffee, hoping that some animal walking on two legs would not jump in.
You almost had yourself convinced that the whole thing last night was an acid trip (though you never touched the stuff), would be best to forget, and get as far away from this place as possible.
Calling you parents, you told them you would leave early, you left a message when they didn't pick up their cell.
The day was spent cleaning up the broken glass and finding spare sheets to cut out a new window. Would rather not have to lie to make then not think you're crazy.
Done, and once more you flopped down on your bed thinking of what to do. Should you just leave the farm now, it would be night in a few hours, should you go one more night and find out whats going on?
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