Let's start right where we left off last week.
"I'm glad you got
out of it," one of the girl said looking at me crying.
"I'm glad you made
it out too," I said smiling.
I sat on my bed and
opened my bag, it was filled with my diary. The same exact notebooks
as in my original world. I started to panic, if she had the notebooks
too, what did that mean about me? That I wasn't the only one
traveling or that maybe I wasn't traveling at all. I picked the first
one and flip it open. I needed to know. It was Friday's date.
"She called
again. She called all night and my phone kept on vibrating on my desk
but I couldn't be bother to turn it of. Somehow I managed to fall
asleep and the phone ran out of battery before she stopped calling
me. I can't take it anymore. I'm so tired. I thought going to the
university would save me, but I guess I was wrong. She just won't
leave me alone. She has to monitor every single little thing I do. I
need to change my phone number."
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