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~ Courtney ~

I couldn't sleep, how do I tell Donald his uncle wants him dead?

I stood, watching him sleep. His uncle is supposed to come today, he has to wake up.

Feeling suddenly tired, I scooted my chair closer to his bed and laid my head but not before I head the front door open so close.

One problem gone, a bigger one coming.

I allowed myself to close my eyes and sleep for a while.

The first rays of sunlight hit my face, waking me up. I sat up and met myself on the bed.

I remember laying my head on the bed not sleeping on it. I looked to my side, Donald was nowhere to be seen.

"Donald!" I screamed and jumped off the bed.

"Shush....your scream can wake the dead" I heard his voice coming from the window side.

I breathed out in relief and frowned "aren't you supposed to be in bed?"

Donald

I woke up with a slight headache and looked around.

A towel was sitting on my forehead and Courtney was sleeping in an uncomfortable way.

I sear

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