I pull back the sheets, realizing I am incredibly hot and need to go to the little girls room.
I yawn and stretch my arms into the air. When I open my eyes, my mouth drops open. This isn't my room. I recognize it right away though.
This is DJs room.
I see her neatly made bed and her dinosaur aged computer. I can see all the little stuff too. I look down. This isn't my bed. Where's my Full House comforter? My Hello Kitty sheets? WHERE'S BOBBY? (That's the monkey stuffed animal I can't sleep without.) I jump out of the bed, horrified.
Just then DJ walks in.
"What's wrong Emily?" I looked to her my eyes wide. "Never mind. Don't forget we are going to the mall to get another blue sweater." She whispered the last part. With that she walked out of the room.
I must be a friend or something like that. I mean she knew my name and stuff. I walked over to her night stand to see what time it was. Right next to the clock was a picture in a frame. I looked at the frame, it said sisters forever. I looked at the picture.
I heard it hit the floor.
I was in the picture.
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Full House Addictions
عشوائيI am addicted Full House... But that might get me into a sticky situation