Maria sighed as the kids walked into the swimming session.Two hours to relax and rest,thank god.She drove home,ready for a break.
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Cool water filled Maria's throat as she drank the refreshing drink.She washed the cup and walked towards the sofa.The phone rang before she could get there, however.

The teenage babysitter answered the phone and uttered, "Hello?Who is it?".The Caller was on the other end of the line."So,the kids are gone.What are we gonna do now?"He asked,playing up his seductive voice.

Maria whispered,"How about you come around my place?". A window shattered.
"I already am,"The same voice said at the same time.

Maria picked up a kitchen knife and looked around.The window had shattered in the living room.She realised that the window had been broken from the inside.

A chuckle caused Maria to spin around.She ran towards the door and opened it.She felt a hand on her left leg.She screamed and kicked them on the face.

Maria ran out of the house,screaming for help."Someone fucking help!"She screamed,collapsing to the floor.Oliver ran up to her.
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Cynthia and Wallace drove Maria down the lanes,towards Saint Magdeline's Home For Traumatised Youths."This is gonna be fun!"Tyrone said,comforting his older sister.

Tanya nodded and smiled.Suddenly,the black car sputtered and stopped."Cynthia,walk Maria the rest of the way,"Wallace said.His wife nodded and they walked down the lane.

The ember of light shone through the clouds in the winter cold.Cold winds raked through the two women's black hair as they walked towards the large cabin.

Maria turned to look at Cynthia."Well,bye Mom,"She said.
"Have fun!"Wallace's wife replied,hugging her daughter.
The teenage girl took deep breaths and walked towards the door.

KNOCK!KNOCK!

Maria awaited an answer.Silence fell as she heard shouting,then screaming,then the sound of something smashing.She covered her mouth and looked to her mother.She had left.

A middle-aged woman answered the door."Welcome, Maria,"She said,smiling and moving out of the way.
"Thank you,"Maria said in her slight Spanish accent,walking inside.

An overwhelming scent of incense filled the air as Maria sat on a leather sofa."Hey,"A preteen boy said,looking at her for about ten seconds."Roger,"Sanpped the woman.

Maria smiled weakly at a tall teenager.Three or so people ran down the stairs."Fuck off!"One of them yelled.The hectic scene gave Maria a severe headache.

Eventually about nine or so people were gathered around Maria."Everyone,meet Maria.She was the victim of an attack last summer and she has a phobia of phones,"The woman told them."I am Cheryl Underwood,"She said.

Three of the nine people walked towards the kitchen while five of them hugged Maria.One of them walked back upstairs.