Noah

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Aside of the pain in my forehead, I feel fine.

They allowed me to take my books, drawings and a stuffed animal cow mother got me.

I don't play with it much, due to me being like 18 but I still bring it with me when we go on trips.

We head out on the long, unpaved journey to the safe house.

Surprisingly we don't see any people in the forest on the trip there.

When we finally get there it's almost lunch time, and due to not having breakfast, we were all starving.

We open the door to a old cabin with rose bushes growing over it.

I notice that in front of me Olivia and Courtney are holding hands, cute.

We walk in and look around.

The first few walls are made of stone while the doors and bedrooms are made of wood.

There are only three bedrooms so Olivia offered that Courtney could stay with her.

I take the middle room and Shayne takes the one closest to the door out.

The rooms are each decorated differently, mine had blue bed spread, a bedside table and a rocking chair.

Shayne's had brown, green and red bed spread, a shelf on the wall and a set of chairs and a table.

Olivia and Courtney's had a large bed with purple spread, a rug on the ground and a stuffed animal cat.

I place my books and drawings on the rocking chair and flop on to my bed with my cow.

I pull my shoes off and climb under the covers.

I soon fall asleep, arm wrapped around my cow.

I dreamed about Mom.

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