Whenever you don't have a cammera you'll have something you need to take a picture of.

The first thing that you see is a big window that showed millions of stars, suns, and other planets. Hundereds of different colors painted across thousands of different galaxies. You wished you had a cammera. You were in a small room. Though what stood out about it was that there were all different kinds of rocks around; all labeled. Someone had a serious rock collection.

You notice as you pull the blankets off that all of your injuries had healed. The big gash on your arm was all gone too. All that remained was alittle bit of stiffness; which was understandable with everything you went through recently.

As your feet touch the carpeted floor you see something on the table.

Written by Lexi

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