Chapter 7: I'm Back

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I follow this random dude and reach Lill&Jill's Dill shop, once again.

"I've been here before," I say because I'm annoyed at everything around me.

"Oh...we're not going there," the person says, "we're going home."

"What?!? B-" before I could finish, we stop and stare at a place that seems so familiar.
"Here we are." The person says as I gasp. I have no words. I'm home. I'm home!

It turns out that person's a chick, and that chick is my younger sister Abby. Anyways, I take a tour around a house I know perfectly well. I know everything about this place. I want to see Momma. She probably never changed.

"Momma!" I hear Abby shout, moving everything out of her way. She disappears. I dash to the corner closest to the front door as I observe. You never know who's changed and who hasn't.

I watch. I gasp when I see Momma and I get caught by Abby. I swear she sees and hears everything.
"Oh! Momma..." she says, pulling me towards her. I Kind of just give up, shy and awkward, all at the same time. "This is Anne. I promise."

"You've said that too many times, Abby. Are you sure this time?" She says.

"Yes, I-"

"My name is Anne Ryans. I've been here before. I'm positive." I say. I almost start crying. I can't believe she doesn't know it's me.

But she knows now. I can see it in her eyes. Her face turns crimson, and her eyes are full of hope and joy, no matter what.

"Momma...it's really you," I say finally, after counting every mark that wasn't there before. She doesn't respond. Instead, she puts her hand over her mouth, eyes watery, and almost gives me a hug. "Um...you should get cleaned up. You already know where it is, right?"

"Yep "

I literally spend the rest of the day getting to know Momma. I can't believe after all these years she's had children and basically found a kid out in the forest, which is how they found me. I guess I shouldn't be surprised since it's been so long since I've last seen them.

Anyways, when I go back upstairs, I see all of my old stuff: my 5-year old paintings and drawings, and my tiny clothes from forever ago. Well, at least Janette can make some bigger clothes for me. That's my older sister. The more "responsible" one. They probably stopped saying that after I got taken because she decided to keep watch of the house instead of helping us hide. But, who cares? I'm going to take a shower like I should've 15 minutes ago.

"Hey, Abbs? Why did your voice sound so deep when we were in the forest, but now it's normal?" I ask, not knowing if she'll answer. "It's my disguise voice so that no one recognizes me afterward if it's not really you," she replies. Wooowww....they've been looking for me ever since I left.

"I'm home!" I hear someone shout as the front door shuts.

"Jazz!" Abby runs to the door.

Jasmine? I thought. Before I could leave the living room, she enters the room exhausted. She gasps when she sees me. " Oh my gosh, Anne! Don't scare me like that! Wait...Anne?" It's hard for her to process things before she has a reaction. "Hey, sis." I try to be casual about it, but it doesn't work. We burst into tears, squeezing the life out of each other.

"You know what that means?" I say. We both shout "Sleepover!!!" at the top of our lungs. The whole world probably heard us...but don't worry about it. Twins. We always know what the other twin will say before we say it. I can't explain it but, its true.





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