Prologue

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I woke up. To tired to open my eyes, am I searching for my phone. I tried to find my bedside table, but I only felt something that was cold and wet. Suddenly I held something slimy in my hand. I opened my eyes and saw that it was a snail.
          I looked around. Everthing was gone: my bed, my phone, my house and my fosterparents were gone too. I stood up, trembling from the cold. It was foggy and I had just bin laying in wet leaves.
          Last night I went to bed angry, after I had a fight with my fosterparents. I didn't have the energy to take off my jacket, shoes or the other clothes I was wearing, so I went to bed with them. When you looked back at it now, the fight had a good side. Now I didn't have to walk in my pyjamas.
          Everywhere around me were high trees. I was in a forest, but where? I stood beside a path, where mother Nature had taken over. You almost couldn't see it. Suddenly I saw a little dot of light at the end of the path, far away...

I'm not English. I'm from the Netherlands. So if there is something wrong please tell me. My iPad also tries to change every word to a dutch word, so there can be some words, who don't even look like another English word. Sorry. Greetings from the writer.

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