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I haven't seen Bree for about a week now and I'm slowly going insane.

Did something happen to her? Was she all right?

I walked to the park in hopes that she would be there, seeing as she goes no where else except for home.

Home.

If only I knew where that was. I pushed the gate open and practically ran down the path only to find that

She. Wasn't. There.

I growled in frustration. If this kept up any longer I would lose it. Quickly turning around, I pushed the gate open and headed home.

I slammed my door shut and flopped on the couch.

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