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Chapter Twenty-Five: Where am I?
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2024-10-29 19:42:56I jumped up quickly, remembering that I'd tried to drown myself in the pond. I was lying on a bed in a small room, painted in dark brown. I looked at my body and saw I was dressed in a black short dress. Where was I? I got up, losing my balance and falling to the floor with a crash. The bedroom door opened and there I saw Francine and Cindy.
"You're finally awake," Cindy said, as she ran over to me, helped me off the floor and hugged me.
I returned her hug and broke down in tears.
"Help her back to the bed," Francine said, and came close to me, assisting Cindy to get me back on the bed.
"How did you find me?" I asked them.
"We found you lying in the forest," Cindy said. "It seemed that you'd passed out in the rain, for when we found you, you were soaked," she told me.
"Near a pond?" I asked them, knowing exactly where I was.
"No," Francine said.
"When I and Francine found you, you were nowhere near a pond," Cindy said.<
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