My Name Is.....

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I went and looked at the note and saw my name on it.
Wren.
At least I recognised that. I thought bitterly. I looked at the note to see what was written.

I had to go back to the house.

Seriously?
That's really annoying. Certainly wasn't expecting it.

I also wasn't expecting the phone to vibrate.

I looked at the notification that had popped up. A reminder set for today. Said to go to 67 Theal Street.
I didn't think that was a coincidence.

I turned down an alleyway, thinking a shortcut would be nice, and the GPS rerouted.
Suddenly I got this prickly feeling on the back of my neck, like I was being watched. I whipped my head around and caught a glimpse of a person, ducking behind a dumpster. I warily walked towards them, thought better of it, and started to walk back to where I woke up.
It's home. I guess.

When I arrived there, someone was walking past. They saw me, smiled cheerfully and said,
"Hey there Amalia! What's going on?"
I just smiled and waved back. They moved on and I made my way up to the porch. I guess this 'Amalia' person was friendly.

I got that prickly feeling on the back of my neck again. I was being watched. Again. I wondered if it was the same person as before. I looked over my shoulder just in case, but there was no one there.

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Sorry for such a short chapter. Couldn't think of anything at the time.

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