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I woke up with a gasp.

"What's wrong Clar?" My best friend Amie asked.

"I had another dream, one of the ones where mom is my evil step grandmother." Ami sighed.

"Oh." I looked at the clock. It was 3:45. Little tears welled up in my eyes. I picked up my iTouch. It was May 15.

"Amie..." "Yeah Clar?"

"It's been six years." Amie got up from her bed across the room and ran to me.

"We'll find your sister, don't worry." Amie tried to comfort me. I sobbed in her arms.

"Should I get Queen Elle?" I shook her head.

"Mom will make it worse." Amie squeezed me comfortingly and then went back to her bed.

"Try and go back to sleep, 'Kay." I nodded my head.

"Ok Am."

"G'night."

"G'night."

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