Dark
This room
Everything
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It's been more than two hours and I'm still in here.
I was scared and it was cold.
I tried to touch the floor but couldn't see anything because of the darkness.
I felt something and took it.
There was lots of dust on it how disgusting that was.
I realized that this 'thing' was a book.
I couldn't read it but I loved the smell. I love the smell of books.
It's got colder.
I tried warming myself up.
Nothing worked.
My eyes closed and I fell asleep.
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When I woke up the door was a little open but still cold. I couldn't feel my face and it was quiet.
I barely could stand and tried walking out of this room. Opened the door and saw it
An empty house.
Nothing there.
Not my family.
Not their things.
Nothing
Only my stuff.
They... Left me. I couldn't process it.
It was an awkward moment. Is it a dream? Did they leave me? Am I free now? Or do I need to suffer more?
I thought of a lot of things.
After searching the whole house and knowing that they didn't prank me I sat down on the floor. "They would never make pranks on me. Why would I think of that?" I laughed. I started crying but I didn't know if it was happiness or sadness.
I only had 4 ramen and some rice that that ugly woman made for my dad.
I needed to survive.
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