The Killing

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It was the 31 of December of 2018 and my best friend/roommate C decided to get us both tickets to see the ball drop in Times Square. I put on some jeans and a sorta nice t-shirt. And combed out my hair. I waited for her to come out of the bathroom it took her an hour to get ready. When she stepped out of the bathroom she had a cute purple dress that went down to her knees and black boots. Her vibrant red hair was down to her waist.

 What she said as I glared at her. It took you an hour to get ready. 

Well, you would have to if you were still a girl she said referring back to when I changed my gender from female to male.

 And what is this she said grabbing a piece of my bright blue hair it's a mess.

 I gave a deep sigh and just said let's go. 

When we got there it was packed with singers and fans of all sorts. After a few hours, it was time for the ball to drop. 3. 2. 1. 

Everyone screamed

 there was a loud crashing sound and a few screams I thought it was just because they were excited but then people started running the opposite way of the stage. They started pushing me I had lost C in the raging crowd. I looked everywhere but didn't see her. Then everything went black

When I woke up I was in a chair looking at a stone wall. 

Be more careful next time I heard a girls voice say And I jumped a sharp pain shot up my right arm and I saw it was bandaged. I looked behind me to see a young girl about 5 ft staring back at me with bright yellow eyes. Her brown hair was in two braids and she was wearing a nurse's uniform. But when I turned around I realized my hair was long and black And that I was now a girl again I was wearing a black dress which went down to my calves. I looked like a maid. 

Are you okay you look a little pale the little girl said 

Yeah I am fine I said my voice shaking

 Well if your okay then get back to work she said I started to get up 

but then she said I don't have all day you aren't the only person who is injured you know she said in a bratty tone.

 I practically ran to the door after that. After I was out I tried to think of what happened. when I finally looked up I noticed I was in a palace or something I started walking down a hallway to try and figure out where I was. I turned down a hallway and saw a guy with bright yellow hair and blue eyes. He was wearing something a king would be wearing. When we passed each other he winked at me. 

Maybe he thought I was someone else, that's the only logical observation I could make. 

I continued to walk down the hallway when I saw someone having the same outfit on. I don't remember where I knew her but I knew her. She was carrying a bucket and looked like she was avoiding me or something. I wasn't sure so I just kept walking at the end of the hall. I decided to look out the window to try to find where I was. It was so bright and colorful I had to close my eyes. Before I knew it I felt someone give me a light push I looked to see who it was but before I knew it I was falling on to the ground outside the window and a sharp pain went up to my spine. When I opened my eyes I was in a hospital

 Oh you're awake I heard a voice say 

What happened I asked seeing if I was a female 

you have been in a coma for 6 years, the person said.

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