Chapter Fifteen: Reuniting Together

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In my Bedroom:

I woke up in my bed to find myself all perfectly fine and normal. The wounds and scratches were gone, my hair was still straight, and I was in my pajamas instead of the dress. I couldn't have sworn that it was all just a dream, but that was until I saw the book on my bed. It was still there. As I opened it up, I saw the roses inside. I couldn't believe that I did it. I defeated Dark and got back home. "I did it! I'm home! Wait... MARK!", I said happily while leaving my room.

The Living Room:

I ran downstairs to see everyone in the living room comforting Mark, and they all saw me. "(YOUR NAME)!!!", they all shouted. I ran down the last step and hugged them all. They were all so happy that I was back. Even Mark; he was the last person I hugged. As I got into his arms, I cried. "Mark.... I'm so glad to be back here.... I'm sorry I left you.....", I cried. He continued to hug me and rubbed his fingers through my hair. "Shh.... Don't worry, (Your Name)... Everything is alright.... You're here now....", he said calmly. I looked up at him and smiled. "Where were you last night, anyway?", Amy asked me. "Wait one second!", I said while running upstairs to my room again. I then cams back downstairs with the book in my hands this time. Everyone looked at me, and Mark was surprised. "You... You actually-", Mark said until I stopped him there. I looked down a bit and felt guilty for taking his book when he told me not to. "I did... But he's now defeated, because of me. I'm sorry if I lied to you, Mark.", I told him quietly. No one else heard me and him, but they were all confused. Mark then took the book from my hands, and through it in the fireplace to burn. He then wrapped his arms around me again and whispered something to me. "I don't care about the book. What matters is that you're safe from that bastard, himself.", he whispered as I looked up and smiled at him. "What are you guys talking about?", Tyler asked. "Yeah, and why did you throw that old journal in the fire?", Ethan asked. Everyone had so many questions, I couldn't help but laugh. "It's a long story... Hahahaha!!!!", I said while giggling.

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