Aubree was laying on her bed trying to sleep when she felt the bed dip next to her. "Hey Dillon" she said without opening her eyes. "I'm not Dillon though." Her eyes shot open and she fell off the bed. That definently wasn't Dillon. "W-who are you then?" She asked cursing her voice for showing her frightfulness. "I-I don't know." She scoffed. "How do you not know who you are?" "I-I just don't." The voice replied. It did sound like Dillon but it didn't. She took a chance and looked and saw an excat replica of him instead.
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