I got up from my bed and checked the time on my laptop. 4.30PM
That means I'm home alone.
I took a deep breath and made my way to the bathroom and opened a little locker which has all of our medicines in it.
Sleeping pills, something to dull the pain,... Let's mix it up.
I took sleeping pills and all sorts of pain meds. I made sure every pack was empty.
Now it was just a matter of time before it would happen.
I walked back to my bed and fell asleep, a sleep that would last forever.
At least, that's what I thought.
I was in a regular dream at first, but then it all changed.
Everything around me became black, as if I was blind. After a few minutes, everything turned white in a flash.
I didn't feel my bed anymore, I felt as if I was floating and after a few seconds it felt as if I was lying on the floor.
I slowly opened my eyes, trying to get used to the light. I looked around and I noticed I knew this place. It kinda looked like the place where Harry Potter woke up after Voldemort "killed" him and where he met Dumbledore again. I giggled a little. What if Dumbledore walked in and told me I was a wizard? I shook my head and got up, and looked around.
It was a completely white room, nothing special, until I heard footsteps behind me.
I turned around, and I couldn't believe my own eyes.
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