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Tommy woke up from a nightmare and ran as fast as his little three year old legs could go. "Alice?" He cried from the doorway of his sister's room.
"what's wrong?" Alice asked sitting up in bed.
He felt bad for waking her but he knew better then to go to mommy and daddy's room. "I had a bad dream." He cried.
"Okay." She got out of bed and helped him in before going back to his room to get his pillow.
Tommy sat there waiting living that his big sister was so nice, that she let him stay in her room when the nightmares were in his room.
Looking out the window he saw a bright light then he was no longer in Alice's room. He didn't know where he was and it scared him so he started crying for his sister.
"Don't cry. It'll be okay." A soft vocie said somewhere close but there was nothing but blackness so he couldn't see who had spoken to him.
"I want my sister!" He kept crying. Then someone was holding him like Alice did when ever be was hurt.
"I'll help you find her, what's her name?" The person asked.
He stopped crying before he spok again. "Her names Alice. I'm Tommy."
"Well Tommy it's nice to meet you. I'm Faith."