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I opened my eyes, met by worried glances. I sat up, my head pounding.

"She had a nervous breakdown." The doctor spoke beside me. He looked down at me, helplessly roaming my face. "It'll be alright, sweetheart. Don't worry about it. Nothing bad will happen, you're protected." I weakly smiled.

"Thank you." I whispered. He nodded and walked away. My parents held my small hands kn theirs. Their blue eyes, pleading for my health to regain stability.

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My parents went to rest, and the police officers, and doctors were downstairs. It had been a long night.

My head ran back to the news report. What had she said? " .. Is on the loose." What was loose?

My body cringed, soaked with tears.and fear. I hope telling them was not a mistake. I couldn't bare seeing my parents in pain.

My breathing stopped. I tried to scream, but the sound didn't come out in time. My cries were muffled, by a large hand. My heart beated harder. I could feel myself weaken, wasting my grown energy.

I only remember seeing a face, hidden by the shadows, within his hood.

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