Sami

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Mother woke me up again, smiling in the doorway. There was a golden glow dancing around, as if it was mid-summer. "School, Sami, come on!" She knocked sharply, opening it without my permission. When I looked up it wasn't her: there was the same hair, but a pale face with lifeless eyes and mossy teeth and-

I gasped awake, feeling around for if this was real. Birds tweeted, and the space beside me was empty.

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