Day 28
A voice whispered in my ear, “Be careful what you wish for! Run little rabbit—RUN!”
I pulled at my hair, and purple mist swirled around me…
I screamed and bolted. I would not be locked up again!
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Day 28
A voice whispered in my ear, “Be careful what you wish for! Run little rabbit—RUN!”
I pulled at my hair, and purple mist swirled around me…
I screamed and bolted. I would not be locked up again!