I was walking home from school with my coat over my head as the rain poured down. As I got cold so did the wind. My phone began to ring. Unknown caller. Feeling scared, as I was cold, I looked behind me. I hung up the phone. They called again. I hang up. Soon I start to run home. My mom opens the door. She said Hi. I said hi back. Next thing I know is that my mom says we have a visitor. When I walked in.... I see a man sitting on our couch.

Can that be.... No.... it can’t be the man that called me. I had no idea Who that guy was. Neither did my mom. She just let him in cause he was poor. But to be he didn’t look poor. If he’s poor, How can he have a phone. A lot if phones cost so much. I said hello to the man because my mom was watching like, She didn’t want me to be rude. But as I was saying hello, I stopped. He looked at me with this weird smile. His hair was messed up, Teeth were as yellow as the moon, And his clothes were ripped like he got into a fight with a ally cat. Something felt weird about this guy. I had to make him leave.

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