Scout's POV
Where am I? As I looked around, I remembered seeing this place once before.
"Scout!" a five-year-old Jaylee called out to her. There was no reply. "Scout, we're not playing hide-and-seek anymore! We have to go home!"
"Okay, Jay. I'm coming!" She jumped down from the tree she was perched in.
This was the meadow that me and Jaylee used to play in and pick flowers from. I looked around for a particular wildflower that I always used to take out of the flowers I'd give to my mother. It was royal blue in color, and the petals seemed to feel like velvet.
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alright. im done with this story for now. i refuse to write anymore to this chapter because it will go a way that i cannot get back from. my original plan was to.. oh if i feel awesome i might write more. but it will be in a new part so you people know when i add to it, which i probably wont. alright?
bye for now!
