The Bump On My Head

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I opened my eyes. I was laying on something comftrable. My head hurt. I sit up, but my head hit something hard. "Ow!"
I screamed, and fallen somewhere. Well, now my head hurts even more. My vision got clearer. I was on my bedroom floor. The sun shined bright, and it almost burned my eyes through my glasses. Avery was standing near me, laughing, but she stopped quite soon. "Are you okay?" she asked with a smile, and gave me a hand. "Yeah, just a headache. What happenned, anyways?" I asked, after I stood up. She answered,
"Well, when I dragged you into the room, I let go of your hand, and I was about to continue walking to the closet, but I heard a thud. I looked back, and saw you laying on the floor. When I told you to stand up, you didn't respond, so I picked you up, but you were unconscious, so I put you in your bed. After some time, you woke up, and hit your head in the shelf, then fallen off the bed. You have a bump on your head. Stay here, I'll be right back."

And so, she left the room. I looked at the clock. It was 7:26.
There were bags beside the bed. I knew they were already packed.
We're leavin' soon, huh?

"Got something for the bump.",
Avery said, entering the room. She put something on my head, but I couldn't see, what. I stood up, looking at the bags.
"When are we leaving?", I asked.
"Probably in less then an hour. Anddd here! Is it better?" she said, and took a step away from me. My head didn't hurt that much as before, so I answered "Yeah, thanks". "I'll take a quick shower." Avery said. And so, she left once again.

I looked at myself. I was wearing the clothes from yesterday. The white shirt and brown skirt, and I still had my shoes on. I walked to the closet, to change them. I put on a green shirt with buttons and a shirt collar, and instead of a skirt I wore long, wide jeans. My hair was messy as heck. I brushed it, and just left them down
Suddenly, I heard a loud scream.
The sound came from the bathroom where Avery just went.

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