Where is it looking? Uh oh. Its looking right at me!

I quickly ride away. Who was that? Why are they living in that house? My heart is beating fast. I can't get the look of sadness and loneliness out of my head. I made it to school. I saw Brandon and Peter, but didn't feel like talking to them. I couldn't concentrate. That really got my heart pumping. During lunch, Brandon walked up to me. "Hey, Kelsey. How you liking your first day?" "Huh its ok." "Is there something wrong?" I looked around. "Sit down." "Um ok." Brandon sat across from me. I leaned in. "I saw something on the way to school." He nodded. "It was this house..." Brandon interrupted me. "Is it a black house? Looks rotten?" "Yes!" "That house belongs to some guy in his thirties. He never leaves his house. Something happened to him about 20 years ago. Everyone thinks he's a creep. Wait... What did you see?" "I saw someone looking at me... It really spooked me.. I could barely concentrate here at school. It scared me badly." This seemed to anger Brandon. "I uh... got to go." Did I make him mad?

The rest of the day was a breeze. I felt good after telling Brandon what was bothering me. He's really a good listener. The day ended and I was heading home. I felt wonderful. I think this is gonna be just fine. I'm a little worried about having to pass that house again, but I can handle it. I turn down the street where the house is and I see Brandon and Peter throwing rocks at the house. I quickly ride toward them. "What are you guys doing?!" "Stand back, Kelsey!" Peter yells. "Brandon! Stop it!!" They continue to throw rocks. I can hear window breaking. "Take that you little pervert!! You like looking at little girls!! Asshole!!!" I jump off my bike and push Peter. "I'm not a little girl! I'm 19!" Peter looks angry. "Don't push me!" "Then stop!" I push Peter again and he pushes me back, but harder. A lot harder. I hit the ground. "Ow!" I get back up quickly. Brandon stopped throwing rocks and watched me. Peter yells, "I'm not afraid to fight a girl!" "And I'm not afraid to fight a b****!" Peter charges at me and I dodge him. When he turned around, I punched him in his balls. "Agh!!!" He fell to the ground holding his privates. I face Brandon. My fists still up. He smiles. Why is he smiling? "No need." He walks over to Peter. "Get your ass up man." Peter gets up and they leave.

I turn toward the house. I feel bad for the damage they did. I need to apologize to him. I'm a little scared to go up there. I take a step. Then another. I'm near the first step of his house. I slowly make my way up the steps and toward his door. I ring the doorbell.

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