Chapter 3, Mira: I groaned in frustration. "Pick up, Dean!" I whispered/yelled at my phone. I kept trying to call him. I slammed my phone against the couch and ran to my room. It was quiet in the house, I had no other siblings except one who was already out of the house and far away. I laid on my bed and stared at the ceiling. After getting impatient and even more bored, I got up and went downstairs. I grabbed my phone. I opened the front door and locked it behind me. I looked at the time. "A bus should come in about three minutes." I whispered. I put my phone back into my pocket and ran to the bus stop nearby. A few minutes later, a bus pulled up. I walked on. I sat down and looked out the window. Soon, the bus stopped. Three people got off. The bus continued moving. The next stop, me and two other people got off. I walked down the sidewalk and turned right. I continued walking until I came to the third house on the street. I walked up the front steps and knocked on the door. "Dean should be home." I whispered to myself.
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