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My head hurts. All I see is white. I'm Anna, I am 17 years old and I don't know where I am. I don't know if I'm crazy but sometimes I hear these voices. These—familiar voices. Sometimes they are there, sometimes they aren't.

The white room that I was once in has now changed. I'm in a green field, red roses painted across as far as I can see. I try to move but my feet feel as if they are glued to the ground.

There is someone walking up to me—someone, rather familiar but I can't remember. They are now face to face with me. He is a tall, well built man. His skin is a beautiful tan. He has a sharp jawline and a smirk is plastered across his face. His eyes are hazel with a hint of green. His brown hair is flopped lazily on his head. He is absolutely gorgeous. He peers into my soul, with his intimidating stare.
His eyes become glossy—as if he would cry. And he does. "Anna...why did you leave me?" The nameless man in front of me asks. "What?" I ask. "Fight Anna. I love you." That is all he says before he dissolves into thin air. How does he know my name?
I try to remember who he could possibly be, but no one comes no mind.
Everything starts to slowly fade away, and I am once again left in plain white room, As far as the eye could see.
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