Talk:A Great Time/@comment-25436703-20150112023908/@comment-25436703-20150112024339



 HERE IS THE SKELETON:

Shortly after my first experience with “Jamie” I started not talking. My parents were upset and so was the rest of my family. But I am still trying to figure out how Jamie could block my ability. I started desperately looking for him by using the internet. No social media accounts, No phone numbers, No images. Nothing. There was absolutely nothing I could find about him.



                Later that day…



 Knock! Knock!

I got up off my couch and looked out the window to see who was there. It was just the mailman. I swiftly opened the door. “I was told to hand deliver this envelope to you so… here it is I guess.” Said the mailman. I took the envelope and looked at it. “Thanks” I said, as he walked away. I looked down at the envelope and saw it did not have a marked address on it. “Darn” I muttered. I had hoped it would have had an address on it, but I didn’t expect it to. I knew who the letter was from. “Jamie” I said to myself. I slowly opened up the letter. This is what it said.

“Hello Jason it has been a while since I have spoken to you and I think I need to meet you in person again. Tomorrow at 6:00 pm go to where I first met you.”

I don’t know why, but I felt afraid. I felt that someone was in the house with me. I looked behind me… It was him, Jamie. “Why are you here?” I asked “In the letter you told me to go to where I first met you.”  “Yes, I did.” he said, “but I never said I would meet you there, did I?” I looked back at the letter… “No.” I responded, “But it sounded like it from the way you worded it.” I said. “How Naïve can you be?” He asked “to blindly trust my words?” he was obviously trying to mess with me, for those were almost the same exact words from the beginning of the questionnaire. “What if I have a secret?”

I looked at him in confusion and before I could say anything else as he opened my door and walked away. I ran after him yelling for him to come back. He turned down the corner curb, But when I reached it, he was gone. I looked around for anywhere he could have been hiding, but there was no cover nearby. I just decided to walk home.