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Jessica's POV

I just lie in the uncomfortable hospital bed. My eyes scan the room; the bland, white walls contain me. The one, small window allows me to see the dark, midnight sky. The moon shines through, into the room. White roses - my favorite flower - sits neatly on the table next to the bed, in a plain, black vase along with a note. I lean over and grab the note.

"Dear Jessica,

Hope you have a speedy recovery! We all miss you dearly. We can't wait for your return!

From, 

Mr. Barn, and everyone at school."

A single tear trickles down my face. I quickly wipe it away with my free hand. I place the note back where I got it from before staring blankly at the ceiling. The old light illuminates the room dimly. 

What actually happened to me? Where is Mr. Minter? I swear he's real, but people - my mum and Layla - think I'm crazy! I swear I'm not! Surely someone believes me.


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Short Chapter, but ya'know. :)

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