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It's been a week. A week since I found out that I had an uncle.... An uncle whose disappearance probably have something to do with Hayden McAndrew Once again I was stuck in a dead end, I couldn't ask mom about the details, not after the way she reacted the last time. Why did he suddenly disappear without a trace? Why didn't they get the police involve? Instead they kept it a secret... I would have to find a way to find out about it my self.. The past week has been pure hell for me , he didn't make any s****l assault on my body but his painful grips , shoving me around lockers and desk , tearing my assignments sheets and his crude words were still enough to make my life miserable I would always feel his gaze on me though, the intensity of it always made by blo