Dream of Me

Alizia

I'm sorry journal or book or whatever the hell you're supposed to be. But I need to rant, and because you're the only thing in this God damned room to listen L.O.L. I guess I'll talk to you.

It's been 5 hours since I woke up in here and I've been yelling and screaming and banging on the door. No one seems to be here except for me. Which is bizarre since SOMEONE had to put me here. I wouldn't understand why if not for some purpose.

I wasn't kidnapped. I wasn't held against my will. I honestly don't know how I got here. The last thing I remember was walking up to my high-school doors. All of my stuff is here. My English book along with other school books sprawled across the floor. I saw it there earlier but picking it up wasn't my first priority. I guess I'll go pick them up now...

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