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Chapter Eighteen.

November 5th, Monday.
Chapter Eighteen.
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"...I can't believe my dad found Marley! I loved that doll so much, and now Nev gets to enjoy her as well. That warms my heart. But you know what doesn't? The fact that my mother and sisters are hiding something from me..."

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I ran my hand through my soft, clean hair flicking the long strands over my shoulder until it ran down my back. It was the first time in weeks that it had properly been out, and I realized just how long it was. I need a haircut.

My hands rested on the window frame as I looked out the open space towards a corn picking at dad's crops in the fields. Green, green and you guessed it... More green. The air felt fresher up here with the slight bit of wind to go with the overcast day. There was sight of a rain cloud but hopefully it wouldn't arrive until later.

I was stood in my old tree house overlooking the fields as everyone else was down below sitting around the back of the house. I left them there twenty minutes ago talking about how loud the snoring was last night, feeling no need to comment on the subject. I also felt as though I needed a moment by myself just to breathe, so I came up here.

From underground too high in the sky.

I didn't know how claustrophobic the bunker felt until last night. I awoke drenched in sweat and gasping for air from a nightmare I'd had, climbing from my bed and quietly hopping towards the bathroom where I tried to catch my breath. I sat on the toilet lid trying to catch my breath and calm myself until I realized I was underground and needed space. Proper space. I'd climbed back into bed but barely got more sleep, only moving when my dad climbed from his bed and made himself a cup of coffee. I didn't drink it, but I needed it.

So, when we had breakfast, mom cooking everyone oatmeal topped with the last of the fresh fruit that they had, and Caleb suggested that we go upstairs for some air I almost cried in relief. I don't think I could take another night in there.

We sat around and got to talking again, however today I felt as though all the questions being thrown my way I couldn't answer, and I felt overwhelmed. And when I couldn't reach over and grab Brad's hand or talk to him without raising suspicion... I panicked and climbed a tree.

I climbed a tree and climbed into the treehouse, overlooking the corn fields as I tried to calm myself down.

The topic of discussion over breakfast revolved around our plans moving forward. Of course, at first my parents and siblings were very skeptical over our plans to leave the safety of here and find this RSHS place, or so I assumed keep assuming it is a place. And Calvin had even spent ten minutes rattling off words he believed the place could stand for, but nothing really worked. With the help of the guys, we convinced them it was our best move.