Chapter 4: Confusion

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As I opened my eyes, I looked up and see a white cracked ceiling. I immediately sit up, soon regretting that due to the feeling a stabbing pain on the back of my head.  I looked around to find myself in a small blue bedroom with nothing but a twin bed, a desk, a small window and a mirror. It appeared to be evening. The sky was starting to turn yellow and the sun was set in the middle of the horizon. "Where the hell am I?" I thought, but really, the thing that surprised me most was how calm I was. I was in a strange place in a strange town where I know no one, yet I couldn't bring myself to being fearful. I don't know why, but I felt safe. Who knows if was even still in Tulsa?! What if I'm being kidnapped?! Does anyone know where I am?! ...... Now I'm starting to get a little nervous, but still, there was an odd sensation of safety that still lingered in me. 

I lay back on the bed and started to think "What is the last thing I remember?". I thought back to me arriving in to the new house. There were no furniture so my mother told me to go out and buy some pillows and blankets. Then I walked downtown and.......THAT'S IT! Some person ran in to me and I fell over. I must've been knocked out! That leads me here.....hmmmmmm. I got up and stumbled a little.   I tip-toed over to the door and opened it to find a hallway with 3 other closed doors and a stair case. Downstairs I heard the sounds of a bunch of boys yelling over over a TV playing Mickey Mouse. Slowly I tip toed down the stairs til I found myself in a living room of a bunch of screaming boys.

"This shit blows! Why does Two-Bit always pick out what we watch?" one guy yelled. "Because all you bozos can't agree on anything!" one older one said. "Well maybe I want to watch Gilligan's!" another said. "Just let me pick it out and life will be good! Who doesn't want to watch Mickey!? Besides, who's gonna stop me??" says one. That led to another guy throwing a bunch and saying "I know who". This turned in to an all out brawl among the 6 guys, but it seemed that two of them were trying to stop the fight. After 2 minutes of back and forth fighting, one finally said "She's up!". He had a face like a movie star. "Whata doll" I thought.

Everyone went silent. Finally, one came up to me slowly and put his hand on the back of my head. He looked like the oldest among the group. He was tall, extremely built, and had a sense of depth and protection that lingered in his eye.  "Quite'a bump you got there, pony really must hitcha hard" he said, giving one of the younger looking boys a death glare as  spoke. I just stared at them with a blank expression, I didn't know how to feel.....so I just started blurting out questions in panic; "Who are you guys?! Where am I?! What happened?! How'd I get here?! Wha-" "Just sit down and we'll explain everything"same  the same guy calmly. 

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