I layed there on the ground for like, five minutes before Claire told me to get up. Looking around I found where the bronze arrow had come form. Claire was holding a bow. I stared at it wondering how it had fit in her backpack and why she had just been caring it around. "Why do you have bow?" I asked stupidly "In case in anything like that" she said pointing at the disappearing pile of shadows "Ever happens" she finished. "Wait wait wait wait wait!" I stared "You've been attacked by giant evil dogs BEFOR today?" I asked in exasperation! "First of all, like I said before, that was a Hell Hound. Not a giant evil dog" "Close enough" I said "Secondly" she said ignoring my comment "I've never been attacked by a Hell Hound in specific. That's a first, but, I have been been attacked by other kinds of monsters." "There's more?" I practically yelled "Third" She said ignoring me again "I don't understand why it attacked you and not me." "What?" I asked "You don't think I'm special enough to be attacked by an evil dog, but you are?" I asked, knowing this was not something I should feel jealous about but still being jealous any way. "That's not what I meant" she said with a heavy sigh. "The thing is" Claire said pausing as thou thinking about how to it. Suddenly her face went slack. "Oh" she murmured "I think we need to go see my Mom" "Why the heck would seeing your Mom help?" I questioned. I'd met her Mom a couple of other times. She seemed nice but that doesn't explain why we would need to see. "Just come on" Claire said bossily "But-" I started to protest but but Claire grabbed my wrist and started dragging me in the direction of her house.
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