by MJ Ware
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Ever since that, he's been after me. "Now do you see why you can't go in there? He's waiting; for me or you. He doesn't care."
A soft meow filled the air. "Alex, I can't believe you'd talk about Jake like that, after what happened to him."
"That's what I'm telling you. He wasn't kidnapped. He was killed by a hobgoblin."
"Listen, if you're too scared to help a stranded kitten, fine. But don't make up such horrible stories, it's just wrong."
"Please Shelby, don't go." I held my hands together like I was in prayer.
She started to walk into the woods, then turned and glared at me. "And you can forget about me saving a dance for you at the Spring Fling." Then she marched back into the woods.
As I pressed my hands over my ears I thought, She's right, we won't be having that dance.