You were moving some things out of the basement in your parents house, and every so often, your father would check on you by lightly knocking the basement door. Every time he'd knock, you'd answer by say "It's okay dad" or "Everythings  fine" . For hours this went on, your father knocking and you replying. Eventually he stops for about an hour when he starts again. This time he knocks and enters, asking me if your were done. "No, of course not." you reply, "you checked in on me about an hour ago, how could I be done?". He was quiet for a few seconds, and then pulled you through the door and upstairs, locking the basement door in process. Pushing you upstairs and through the front door. When you were about a block from your house you turn around and ask him, "what are you doing dad." He replies with a worried look on his face, "Honey, you said that I've been with you all day today, right?" You nod. "I was at work all day today, your mother is out of the country and you were all alone."

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 Just accept it. I'm never gonna have an updating schedule again. G-go on, accept it. I'm waiting.

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You done? Alright. Cause lets be real, this is the norm. I could just tell you that I'm getting better at my procrastination addiction, but lets be real ya'll ka-done-no (know) that I'd be lying.

1. The eff

First and foremost, I feel like I'm missing out on something. Am I the only person that has never had a basement? Like not even an attic either. Provided I've only been living in one house since my birth (or am I?), I've been to friends' houses (dead lie. My husbando is Karma Akabane. That alone speaks volumes to let you ka-no that I don't leave my house.) and they don't have an attic nor basement. Hmmm *chin scratch* I feel like I'm missing out on something....

2. Knock and answer

Now, I'm very superstitious. I like to think that I'm not at fault for it, but I am. And everyone ka-no that if any door I'm behind is closed, they knock. After that they are entitled to open the door, make their presence known whilst stating their business for calling me and enter, or stare at the door, state their business for calling me and then enter. See, it's neither a hard nor lengthy process. The only problem is when they decide to knock and wait. You best believe I'm answering the door with my hockey stick in full brandishing view. 

*Flips non-existent long hair because I have short hair* No ghost is gonna eff up my day. No sire. Father or not, someone/thing is gonna get clubbered.

3. Father says "Hell No!"

Is it wrong to say that I'd much rather have this father over my own?

Since I'm the only superstitious hussy in my household, I'm either going to be the one to survive supernatural haunting, or die horribly by it, which ever one comes first.  If I tell my mom,

 "Mom, I'm being stalked at school and my stalker knows where I live and is gruesomely threatening me and is coming to just as gruesomely murder me and rape my dead body." You ka-no what she'll do?

 She'll say something, "Well dang, really? Oh well. You still have to go to school. No stalker is gonna stalk any child of mine out of their education. But listen if it's really that bad, sharpen a #2 pencil ans keep it in the front pocket of your bag you hear?

So if that's how she'll react to a stalker, I doubt she'd be anything like the dad in this scenario...

Wait a minute, on second thought, she might be like him if put into that scenario

"Oh, you say I was knocking on the basement door checking up on you even though I wasn't home when you said it happened?" 

*after hours of searching up stuffs on google at a 'relative' who lives in the next town over*

"Yo what do you think 'bout moving to Finland? We can leave everything in the house and call a priest to burn it..."

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AAAAAnd that is it. Thank you for reading. I know that I've probably been kinda unbearable with these on again off again posts, but hey, we've made it and I'm satisfied with just that. If you've been around and stuck around long enough, I'd just like to say thanks. Some stuff has happened that's not important but it's helped me get back to writing. 

Now if you haven't read last chapter, no worries, I'll copy n' paste it. 

  "Hey there! If you've made it this far, you've just wasted *insert time spent on reading this chapter" of your life. For that I thank you.  

Hit the star cause you're a star.
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(Ah yes, the cringe is truly strong in this one😂)

And see ya next week. (Hopefully)."

Did i just copy and paste from my own just to get away with being lazy?

Yes. Yes I did.

And are you going to accept this?

*shrugs* I dunno. Probably? I mean, whatcha got to lose....

No but Jk though. Thanks a bunch for hopefully sticking around and see you next week.