When Smiles Can Heal Scars
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(A quote from Chapter One: Saving Elizabeth)
"Hey!" I heard from behind me. I startled and almost fell. I gripped the cords and balenced myself back up.
"Leave me a-alone!" I yelled back, letting go of the cords again
"C'mon.. get down from there.. lets talk." The male voice said back.
"Th- theres nothing to talk about!" My voice was shaking. I opened my eyes back up and just stared into the darkness.
(All dreams are in 3rd person)
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