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For the second time I sat down on the couch and rested my feet up. It's been a long day. I was alone, I told myself. But I was very wrong. I slowed down my breathing. It was probably just Sunny being mischievous as always. "Her hair is everywhere", I whispered, picking up 2 strands of brown hair off my shirt. No panicking today.

I went back to focusing on the Tv playing the new movie Don't Forget. It's about a girl who was murdered and the next day her body went missing.

I was a good 20 minutes into the movie when I felt a light stinging sensation in my thigh.

I look down to see multiple small scratches down my leg, a small amount of blood dripping.

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