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🪐 Annaleah 🪐

It's dark.
I hate the dark.
I'm afraid of the dark.

You never know who's lurking around the corners while it's dark.

Humans aren't usually afraid that they're alone in the dark. They're afraid someone might be with them in the dark.

The room is dark.
I hate the dark.
I'm afraid of the dark.

I open my eyes.
Light.
I see light.

I look around.

Beige.
The room is beige.

I look around again.

I'm on a bed.
I'm in a room laying down on a bed.

Where am I?
How did I get here?
Who's bed is this?
What time is it?

I look around again.

My purse and phone are on the night table.

I sit.

I look around confused.

I'm fully dressed.
Yet something feels off.

I grab my phone.

Twelve missed calls from Saoirse.
Ten missed calls from Nalani.
Fifteen missed calls from dad.

I brush my hair out of the way.

Where am I?
How did I get here?

I look at my phone again.

It's 2am.

How long have I been asleep?
How long have I been here?
Where am I?

I dial my dad.

"Dad?"

"Annaleah! Annaleah where the hell have you been?! I've been calling you nonstop. Are you alright??"

I don't know. I don't remember. Am I alright?

"Yeah dad i'm fine. I lost my phone while dancing and someone just gave it back to me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to worry you."

"Annaleah you better be on your way home with the girls for the sleepover."

"Uh- we've been trying to find my phone for an hour dad which is why we haven't left. But now that I have it back we're leaving. I promise."

"You better Annaleah. I love you."

"I love you too dad.."

I hang up.

I breathe.

In and out Annaleah. In and out.

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