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          Madeline’s Mother tells us how she needed to save me from my memories of my father’s death. She said I was important to the stop of Nightmare’s kidnapping. She says he uses their fear and she wanted me to have a less of a grip for him. I am baffled by the thought of my life being better than anyone else’s. I don’t get why I had to create such a pain for this family. We are leaving when she whispers in my ear. “You are free to come here if you need any answers to a problem that might cause you to be exposed.”

          I am puzzled what does she mean exposed. I don’t think I can be exposed, or what does she mean I am already exposed to Nightmare I’m pretty sure. We walk home and it is sunset when we get to my house. I feel this strange connection between me and Kalden ever since the moment in our room. I can not explain, but I felt safe and I would never want to feel not like that again. I walk up my driveway and through the door.

          “You were gone past what I told you to be home by,” well that was a nice way for my mother to greet me (not).

          “Well I don’t remember making any promises.” She gets mad when I get like this and I can always tell.

          “You are still a teen and you think I am falling for this study or project or what ever you call it. I know what kids your age do. I have read books and Gerry tells me I need to keep an eye on you.”

          “Who cares what Gerry thinks, he can call himself he want I won’t believe him and you shouldn’t either.”

          “Don’t talk about your new family like that.”

          “Stop being so selfish.” On this note I storm upstairs to my room I slam the door. Walk away from the door. I go by my window and lean on it. I feel my self start to slide down the wall. I end up with my knees by my chest and my hands on my head. I can’t believe what she is blaming me on. I never did anything like what she thinks. I suddenly hear the doorknob turn. I forgot to lock the door. In a few seconds someone would open that door. I could not let that happen. I couldn’t know who it was, but it wasn’t anyone I wanted to see. I just think of how much I wanted that door to close and for it to be locked. Over and over I thought this hoping something would happen. The door starts to crack. I think hard and long and it would happen. I know something weird is going on. The door is opened big enough for a head to get through. I stand up and all of a sudden the door slams and I see the lock turn. I don’t think I did that. I can’t believe what just happened. I am not up for this. I don’t know how, but it happened. I think it has something to do with the kids who lived here maybe they are still here. They might be under Nightmares control, or they are in the house in plain sight, but I would now. I can’t believe what is happening to me. Everything is happening so fast I almost forgot my father. I go to the piano I sit on the bench and I remember playing Beethoven’s 5^th when I was 5 and my father accompanying. I touch the keys and I am about to play, but I doubt playing it. I start to try again and I start to play. It was the song my father played for me after he got home from work everyday. I can’t believe I still remember it. I start to feel tears fall on my fingers and I can’t stop I play on and on, and they keep falling on and on. I will not let any family get hurt by Nightmare ever again and I make a promise to myself.