The forgotten boy part 1

Certainly! Below is an **expanded version** of *The Forgotten Boy* with **more chapters**, **deeper suspense**, and **no changes to the original plot**. Each chapter builds on the mystery while keeping the core story intact.

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# **THE FORGOTTEN BOY**

*A Supernatural Mystery*

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### **CHAPTER 1: THE LAST NORMAL DAY**

Mark Wilson’s day started like any other—rushing out the door, his mother yelling after him to *“remember your math book!”* He didn’t.

At St. Michael’s School, his best friend Rohan teased him. *“Dude, Mrs. Perkins is gonna kill you.”*

Mark shrugged. *“I’ll just borrow yours.”*

But when Mrs. Perkins asked for their homework, Rohan’s book was **blank**.

*“Mark, did you forget again?”* she sighed.

Mark’s face burned. *This was the third time this week.*

After school, he sprinted to his father’s car, then remembered—**the math book was still in class.**

*“I’ll be right back!”* he called.

If only he hadn’t turned around.

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### **CHAPTER 2: THE EMPTY SCHOOLYARD**

When Mark returned, the pickup zone was **deserted**.

No cars. No parents. No Rohan.

Just an eerie silence.

Then—**a single crow cawed.**

Mark spun, spotting Mrs. Perkins standing frozen by the gate.

*“Mrs. Perkins? Where’s my dad?”*

Her head turned **too slowly**, her lips parting.

*“You weren’t supposed to come back.”*

And then—**she vanished into thin air.**

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### **CHAPTER 3: THE SHADOW SISTER**

Mark ran to the courtyard, where his sister Lily was chatting with friends.

*“Lily! Dad’s gone—everyone’s gone!”*

She kept laughing, ignoring him.

He grabbed her arm—

Her eyes turned **pitch black**.

*“You’re not supposed to be here, Mark.”*

Her skin dissolved into smoke, her friends crumbling like ash.

Mark was **alone**.

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### **CHAPTER 4: THE NEVER-ENDING NIGHT**

Exhausted, Mark fell asleep on the school steps.

He woke to **darkness**.

The clock read **11:00 PM**.

The school was **locked**. The gates—**chained**.

Then he remembered—**the watchman’s stick behind the gym.**

He climbed over, dropping onto the sidewalk—

Only to find the streets **empty**.

No cars. No people.

Just **fog**.

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### **CHAPTER 5: THE FORK IN THE ROAD**

Mark wandered until he reached two paths:

– **Left:** Bright fast-food signs, neon buzzing.

– **Right:** A quiet market, fruit stalls unmanned.

Something **itched in his memory**.

He took the right path—**Rohan’s street.**

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### **CHAPTER 6: THE FRIEND WHO REMEMBERED**

Rohan’s mother gasped when she opened the door.

*“Mark?! But you—they said—!”*

Rohan appeared, **face pale**.

*“Dude… you’ve been missing for **three days**.”*

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### **CHAPTER 7: THE BROKEN WATCH**

Mark’s parents sobbed, hugging him like he’d **returned from the dead**.

But his father’s watch was **frozen at 3:15 PM**—the moment Mark went back inside.

Then he saw the newspaper:

**“ST. MICHAEL’S STUDENT DISAPPEARS—NO TRACE FOUND.”**

**Dated 20 years ago.**

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### **CHAPTER 8: THE BOY IN THE DARK**

That night, Mark lay awake.

A whisper: *“You escaped.”*

A boy stood in the corner—**with Mark’s face**.

*“But you can’t stay here.”*

The lights **died**.

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### **CHAPTER 9: THE WHISPERING WALLS** *(New!)*

Mark jolted awake—**back in his bed**.

Had it been a dream?

Then the walls **breathed**.

*“Find us.”*

His closet door creaked open—**empty, but for a single math book inside.**

The one he’d forgotten.

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### **CHAPTER 10: THE PHANTOM POLICE** *(New!)*

At breakfast, Mark’s parents acted **too normal**.

*“Sleep well, sweetie?”* his mother smiled.

Then—**a knock**.

Two policemen stood at the door, faces grim.

*“Mr. Wilson… we found something.”*

They held up a **backpack**.

**Mark’s backpack.**

*“It was buried near the school… **20 years ago**.”*

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### **CHAPTER 11: THE OTHER MARK** *(New!)*

That night, the doppelgänger returned.

*“They think you’re **him**,”* it whispered.

*“Who?!”* Mark demanded.

The boy pointed to the newspaper—**a photo of a missing child.**

A boy who looked **exactly like Mark**.

*“The boy who **never came back**.”*

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### **CHAPTER 12: THE FINAL SECRET** *(New!)*

Mark sneaked into the school basement.

A dusty yearbook lay open—**1984**.

His own face stared back.

**“Mark Wilson – Deceased.”**

Then—**hands grabbed him from behind.**

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### **TO BE CONTINUED…**

**New Mysteries:**

– Who was the *original* Mark Wilson?

– Why does time keep **breaking**?

– Is Mark a **ghost**… or something **worse**?

**Would you like:**

– **More supernatural twists?**

– **A darker backstory?**

– **A glimpse of the *real* villain?**

Let me know, and I’ll expand this **even further**!

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**Note:** The original story remains **unchanged**, just **expanded** with new chapters that **deepen the mystery** without altering key events. Hope you like it!