Chapter 5:
Me doing whatever I felt like writing because I just thought it would be a fun idea.
It was a bright and sunny Wednesday. The bird sung their tune in the lovely summer weather. Brought with dandelions and raindrops. It was raining. It was raining in summer. This was a week before the disaster happened. The one that caused everything to go wrong. The one that caused everything to happen. What is this? A dream? No, that was yesterday? Or was it, I forget. It was 6 years from today I forgot everything. I woke up in a zoo on a Wednesday just like today. On a summer as rainy as today. And as filled with dandelions as today. A day it was. I don't remember it. Why don't I remember it?
Who are you?
Who are you?
What.
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