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I wake up a few minutes before I open my eyes, taking a moment to take everything in. I begin to crack my eyes just a tiny bit to see where I'm at. my head hurts like hell. I need glasses and they're not on my face so im having a hard time seeing. When I open my eyes fully, it is only then I realize I'm on a plane. Its empty? What the fuck is going on? How did he even get me here?... Where is he? I am laying with my chair reclined back so I slowly sit up and begin to look around me. I hear footsteps coming from the back part of the plane towards me so I instinctively laid back down and closed my eyes. "I know you're not sleeping anymore. Chloroform doesn't last that long." He states firmly. I lay there for a second before deciding whether or not I should open my eyes. Maybe I should. I open my eyes to see Melo with snacks and water in his lap staring at me. My finger tips begin to tingle. I stand up and walk to a seat across the pathway. What am I gonna do? I'm worried. my fingers do that tingly thing again as I begin to sink down my seat. I let out a small sigh. Now I feel empty. Shocked by the hot tears coming down my face I take a long blink hoping the tears will stop but they down. I feel them hot and heavy pushing out my eyelids. I wipe away my tears as fast as they come but they seem to be ever lasting.
All the way there i cried, up until mellow said it was time to go. i tried my best not to cry and keep my head down. We get into another car but this time we are being chauffeured. I make sure to keep my face turned away from him so i look out the window. I am shocked to see palm trees. I've never seen one in real life before. They practically were make believe to me. I see tall buildings, wealthy people. What a place. Soon we arrive at a very big mansion. Tan brick with a dark burgundy as the accent color. It was everything I wanted. I never even lived in a house before because my family could never afford it. I used to day dream and well still do about one day living in a big house. My thoughts are interrupted as my door is pulling open. I quickly stand up and walk away, assuming we're going in the mansion I stand on the front porch waiting impatiently.

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