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Tap...Tap...Tap...

I woke up to a tapping sound coming from my window.

Oh wow,  you're still in your clothes from yesterday. 

I put my hand on my forehead.
God, I have a terrible headache.

Tap...Tap...Tap...

I looked around my room, searching for the source of the tapping noise.
I got out of bed and headed to my window. This window is always hard to open, so it took me a minute before I finally got it open.
Why is it so dark outside?
I checked my phone.
It's only five...

Or is it?
My palms started to sweat.
I know what this is...

I looked back out the window, and saw a girl.
She was about 14, maybe younger, with clothes that were rags.
She looked up at me and said something I couldn't hear.

She wants your help.

I shook my head, "I can't hear you!"
I said.

She frowned and put up one of her hands.

You can't help her...
I put my hands on the windowsill, and looked at the sky.
Is there a storm coming...?

Splat.
A drop of rain, dropped onto my face.
I went to wipe it away, off of the bridge of my nose.
This isn't rain...

It's blood.

I stumbled backwards and fell on my back.
"W-what the fuck?"
I scrambled to get back up.
This cannot be real...

Juniper...
I closed my eyes.
This isn't real, I have control, I can make it stop...

I opened my eyes back up to darkness.

Juniper...You know I'm the one who really has control...

"Gah!!"
I shot up in my bed.
"That was... A dream?"
I looked at myself in the mirror across the room.

It wasn't exactly my reflection.

Hello...
It was her's.
I raised a hand, seeing if she'd copy my moves.
She didn't move, and just stared at me with those gray eyes, so much like my own.

Ding
Ding
Ding

I picked up my phone and proceeded to ignore my reflection.

But it's not that easy.
It's never easy.


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