I was walking towards a photo that looked like myself. As soon as i toughed it, wind was hurling. A few seconds later i was looking at myself through the photograph. I was feeling scared, cold, lonely, sad and terrified. I looked around hoping i wasn't lost. Running though the house, looking for my stuff. Suddenly I reliesd I was in the photograph. All of a sudden I was grabbed and taken into a small dark room I looked around and no one was there. It was the next day I was grabbed again and i was hopping nothing was going to happen
