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This is my story....
It's called second chance.
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Cocoon
I awoke in a room on something soft and warm. There was something over me like a cocoon. It itched uncomfortably. Slow, sluggishly, my mind registered a name, blanket. Made of wool. I struggled to get out of it, but twisting seemed to make it worse. I gave one final twist like a crocdile in a death roll, and fell on something hard. Again my mind registered, floor. Wood, I realized. And polished quite nicely. I pushed my fingernails down into the cracks of the wood.When I brought my nails back up, they were covered in black dirt. I looked around the room, looking for something familiar. Objects in the room, whose names came to me slowly, words like lamp and dresser, but nothing felt familiar, that I could say it was mine. Suddenly I felt a warm sensation, and looked to it's source. When I saw it I knew it's name immeadiatly. The Sun. I smiled, but everything here, it didn't feel right. Just then a woman bounded into the room. I scarmbled from the floor as she came near to me.
"Danni, my god, did you fall off your bed? Are you all right?" I shivered a little, and tried to form words.
"Whhhho are you?" I spoke in a voice, low, like the coo of a morning dove. The sound of my voice was different then I imagined it to be. The woman cocked her head.
"I'm your mother Danni
Crap dad NO! must finish!