(Y/n) POV
I began to realize where I was at. I was in reality. It scared the crap out of me. It was so different. But how did I get here? My "mom" has been trying to get me to "remember" being in reality.
I never believed it. It was tough to understand. All this technology I don't use, its complicated. It hated every bit of it. It annoyed me.
Today was going to be terrible. My "mom"wanted to take me to the clothes store. I didn't want to go. But she forced me to go.
"Here try this on." She handed me a blue t-shirt.
I looked at it. "Fiiiiiine."
After trying of on, I took it to her and she smiled.
"Like it, (y/n)?"
"Yes I do," I said sarcastically. "Its the best."
"I knew you would." She threw it in the cart.
She doesn't understand sarcasm. It made me feel like this was a bad dream.
"Here, sweety, I found you a dress," she said.
I groaned. "Please stop."
She smiled and urged me to try it on.
After shopping I fell back in the car. I hated it. She bought me all these new clothes.
"And tomorrow, we meet your grandparents."
I looked out the window wide eyed. "Why?"
