Can You Help Me?

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P.O.V: Mom

As I continued to panic I felt a light tap on my shoulder, "Excuse me I couldn't help but over hear you pacing and panicking" said a nice young woman around Ava's age. She said her name was Vanessa, I noticed that she used to come over and hang out with Ava, but it wasn't time to think about that. "Hi, can you help me find Ava?" She gestured me to follow her we walked into a janitor closet I began to feel very confused. She turned around, garbed something from her jacket pocket, sprayed and I was out like a light.

She repeated "You will not remember your daughter Ava Hunter". I heard her foot steps as she walked away getting quieter in the distance. Then I was back, why was I at the mall, so many questions but I got back in my black Mercedes and was off.

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