One year later

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(This part can be a little bit confusing in the start, but you will understand it at the end. If not before.)

Raven Recce:

A year after the war;

"When marimba rhythm starts to play, dance with me. Make me sway." Music blasted into my ears threw the AirPods as I walked down the street. Cars passing by one after one.

"Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore. Hold me close. Sway me more." I started to hum the song an dancing a bit as I walked down the street, luckily for me, no one was there. "Flashing lights of devotion. Circling in slow motion. I kissed the lips of a poti-" the song get interrupted by a call coming in.

I took my phone out of my pocket, on the screen one big word popped up. Mom. I answered the call and talked to her threw the AirPods.

"Hey." I said into the AirPods. "Hey honey, you home soon?" She asked. "I'm five minutes away from the house." I answered. "Ok." She paused. "And Amber, me and dad are going go out tonight." "Wait, so I have the house for myself?" I asked with hope. "Yes." She chuckled. She knows how much I love to have the house for myself.

"Ok, see you soon." "See you soon bye." "Bye, love you." She said back. "Bye." Just as I was about to hung up she stopped me. "Amber. Say it back." "Bye, love you mom." I laughed. She laughed with me and I hung up.

The music started to play again. And I continued to walk.

I have a normal life. Except for about a year ago I woke up from coma, I don't remember anything from before I fell into coma. I saw my mom and dad sitting in the room when I woke up. My mom's name is Adele, she one of the kindest people you will ever met. We do everything together. And then you have my dad, his name is Clay. He is almost never home, and the few times he is, he is either out with mom or sitting in his office and do gods know what. I don't have any siblings, and that's fun. But sometimes it's way to boring, and my mom watches me around the clock. So I don't get any privacy, except when she is out with dad. That's why I love to be home alone.

After I woke up from coma, we moved away from where we lived before. So now I go to Evergreen Charter School, I have many friends there.

But ever since I woke up from the coma. I have felt that I'm missing something. Or someone. Sometimes I get these weird dreams. The one I get the most is that I'm standing over a boy trying to save him, I do CPR on him. It is always that I managed to save him, then he take my face in his hands and say "thank you." I have never seen his face through, I always wake up after that part. He is in most of my dreams when I think about it.

Before I knew it, I stood outside my house. I was so lost I'm my thoughts that I totally forgot where I was.

"Hey mom!" I yelled into the hall and threw my bag on the floor. "Hey honey!" My mom yelled back from in the kitchen.

I walked into the kitchen and saw her standing over the stove making hamburgers. "I thought you and dad were going out?" I asked kinda disappointed. My mom laughed at me, "we are." "These are for you." She added laughing. "Oh." I laughed and sat down on the table in the middle of the kitchen. The kitchen was like an old school kitchen, the walls were bright yellow. And.. no, I have just never liked it I guess.

"Where are you going?" I asked trying to make a conversation. "To the new restaurant in town. It's called under the sea. Have you heard of it?" She asked. We continued to talk for about 15 minutes, until my dad, Clay, came into the room with and classic suit on.

"Hey girls." He said, not even caring to look me in the eyes. Or even look at me, or even in my direction, or even smile. He walked over to mom and kissed her on the top of her head. "We are leaving I'm ten minutes." He said finally turning to me. I nodded.

"I will go change." My mom said and excused her from the table.

After my mom was out of sight my dad sat down on the chair over from me. "This house are going to stand when we come back." He demanded, I nodded quickly.

He nodded back slowly, then he stood up and started to walk out of the room. He stooped by the door opening, "it might not seem like it, but I love you kiddo." He said. He turned around and walked over to me, kissing me on the top of my head. "It's a present for you in you room." He whispered and walked out of the room without another word.

I guess we always have had a weird relationship. Or for a year, I don't remember anything from before I was in coma.

"Goodbye!" My mom yelled and before I could say it back, I heard the front door close.

I walked over to my room in existence. I haven't got a present or surprise for a while, I'm not really a fan, but now really feels like my day.

I opened the door to my room to see a box on my bed. I turned the lights on and walked over. My room isn't much to budge about too. But it is something...

Adele Brown:

"How long does we have to watch this kid?" My partner groaned from beside me. I looked over at him, he looked at the road. "Till the boss say we can let her go." I explained and made myself comfortable in the car seat.

"I still can't come over that she really though she was in coma." He laughed from beside me. "Me neither." I chuckled taking up my phone from my pocket and calling the boss.

"What's your status." The bosses voice called threw the phone. "We're on our way to meting point 4b." I answered. "The kids little boyfriend is looking for her. We need to get rid of him. Talk later when you get here." And with that they ended the call...

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Sorry that I haven't updated the last days. I'm in another country and I haven't had like connection, so I couldn't do anything with network. (But I'm home when this post.) So I have read books the whole weekend, I read finish 'they both die at the end' in three days! And I'm crying my ass off! First I was like 'oh no!' Then I called my friend and I started to CRY HARD! Then my grandmother came up to me and was like 'you ok?' Then I was like 'they both died! It's sad!' And then I pointed at where the book laid.

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