Fear Street: The Lost Girl

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Welcome to Fear Street...
You're not afraid - are you?
Yes, people hear creature howls late at night, dark figures roam the woods where even the birds seem frightened to land. Maybe you've heard there's a curse on the street and a curse on those who live there.
But...a street can't be evil - can it? Can it?
I picked up my backpack - and there stood Lizzy. Her hand slid down to mine. She laced her fingers with mine.
"ouch!" I cried out as I felt a sharp pain on the tip of my pointer finger.
Startled, I stepped back from her. I saw a silvery pushpin in Lizzy's hand. I raised my finger and watched a tiny droplet of bright red blood appear on the tip.
"Hey-" I cried. "What-?"
Lizzy shoved the pin into her own finger. She pulled it out as a trickle of blood appeared on her skin. Then she raised her hand and pressed our two bleeding fingers together.
She brought her face close to mine. "Now we're bloods," she whispered.