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I was lead down the hospital halls as a social worker was talking nonsense in my ear. I brought the notebook. I wonder what Jake was like. Maybe he was tall with dark brown hair, mysterious. Or a romantic blond.

"Did you get that, Liz?" The social worker asked. I was to busy daydreaming about the boyfriend the old me had, I didn't hear what she said, "No, sorry. Could you repeat that?"

"Ok, we will be taking it to your first foster home tonight. Right now we are going to the storage cabinets to find your belongings.

After another five minutes of walking through bland hallways and depressing rooms, we showed up in the storage place. The lady showed the guy who worked at the entrance her key card and we passed.

We finally found my bin and I started to go through it.

There was a old teddy bear. I saw light flashes and everything went dark.

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