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from Contest #4

For a long time they said we didn't need one, but then something changed and they said that we did.

I was against it, of course. Told them it couldn’t work out, no way. There wasn’t any place left in our team, the three of us were enough.

They wouldn’t listen to me. Dan said we needed help and that was that. How dares he? We should have never taken him in. I was so angry with them, we didn’t speak for days. They didn’t seem to care.

They scheme behind my back, make plans that don’t include me. We’re drifting apart.

I hate this new person, barging in, going about it as if it were her right. She sticks her nose in everything, has countless stupid questions to ask and pushes for answers until I feel like I’m about to explode.

I chose to ignore her, but they keep telling me that we have to work things out together.

Yesterday I caught her snooping around my desk. She just smiled and said she was looking for some blank sheets of paper, but I know exactly what she was after. She had her hands all over my calculation notebooks. I wonder if Dan had put her up to this.

A damn spy. I yelled that at her, and she really blew that smirk off her face. She reached for me with her filthy spy claws, but I got away just in time.

I ran down the hall, got into Dan’s study and locked the door. She pounded on it and spewed out threats.

I leaned against the wall for a while to get my breath back, and then I looked around. I knew Dan keeps a gun in there. He said it in the kitchen once, when he thought I couldn’t hear him. He thinks I don’t know a lot of things. Boy, is he wrong.

I thought of going through his drawers. The only thing that stopped me was thinking how mad my mother would get if I did. Even though she would deserve it, leaving me at the hands of this intruder and taking off to wherever she chooses to spend her day without me now. I settled for smashing the picture of my step father Dan wearing a dopey smile on his face and holding an oversized fish in his arms. Then I screamed at my babysitter to go away, I wasn’t going to open the door.

I just want to be left alone. 

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