Old friends

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When I was on the other side of the door I didn't feel any connection to the place. It was as if I was in another planet or world.

"Annelie? Oh my gosh! Is it really you? I almost didn't recognize you! I thought you were dead where were you!" Exclaimed a girl as if I were some one who had just come back from the dead.

"I'm sorry do I know you? Am I supposed to know you?" I asked confused.

" Annelie what are you talking about. I'm Sierra, you used to call me Sierr. " she said.

"I don't know...... I can't remember...." I said with even more confusement.

She explained that I had been cursed for 6 and 11/12 of a year so that meant I was practically 13. I kind of started to remember what stupidity I had committed to get myself cursed with a pretty dumb curse. Honestly anyone can do bad things, but then again the things I did as a seven year old was life threatening.

"I killed my dad?!" I said with a scared expression on my face.

"No! You killed Joan, though. And you literally pounded your dad. He was hurt pretty bad. Didn't know what you packed a good punch." Said Sierr trying to make it sound funny.
I just looked at like she was nuts.
I had found a friend, and found out that I demolished my other great friend. What could be worse than that.

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