A/N: 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬. 𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 1999. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳.
𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘕𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘳'𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘥. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘥𝘥 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘱 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 2000𝘴. 𝘐𝘧 𝘐 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.
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------------------------------------------------I awaken; my body sweaty and hot against the tiled floor. I turn to the side noticing that I'm still clutching a piece of paper in my hand.
I slowly sit up, fixing my posture a bit. My eyes wander back to the note that I was holding. Remembering what has happened a few hours prior.
"What the hell even happened...and why did I wake up onto the floor?"
I mumble to myself; feeling quite confused.My whole body was slicked with my sweat. Hair sticking close to my face; which caused me to swipe it away in irritation.
"You'll thank me later...?" I read the piece of paper that was in my hand. "So, I guess that cat planned to still be present in my life..."
I quickly brought my hands close to my face to inspect them. Looking at each finger.
"Where's the cut...? did I even injure myself...? Or was it just imagination?"
I scratched my head trying to remember the events that all led to now.I frown in annoyance, as I crumpled up the piece of paper; chucking it into the trash bin that sat beside my bed.
"How long was I even out...?"
I glanced at my hello kitty-themed alarm clock which sat on my nightstand.It was currently {6:00 pm}; the numbers flashed a bit making me squint in my darkened room.
"Did I miss lunch?" I frowned a bit. "I'll just make myself a snack then...It will hold me over before dinner."
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FanfictionClarice Cassata was just an ordinary girl. Who went to the same private school, as everyone else on her block. She hated how every day her life felt mundane and repeated. She always woke up to her parents fighting which always sours her mood, even t...