This choice: Doesn't remember. Stay with your character | Go Back Chapter 10: Doesn't remember. Stay with your character (ID #1114124) an addition by: Eikenrocks2 ![View narueikennegi1's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author You woke up in the middle of the night and saw that Jenny was asleep. " She still hasn't remembered that I almost died because of her and her friend." You said as you once again forced yourself up. " Now is my chance to call mom and dad. They should still be awake," you told yourself as you walked out from under the bed. You left the bedroom and looked around for a phone. " Not there, not there, not there," you told yourself as you continued walking through the hallway. Finally, you saw a phone in the living room. " Finally!" you yelled happily as you limped faster.
As you got closer, you looked over and saw a pool of blood that came from you. "...I need to get to the phone quicker." you said. You somehow climbed onto the couch and headed over to the couch's arm. You climbed up the arm and jumped onto the small table where the phone is. You walked over to it and picked up the phone. You then proceeded to dial your mom's cell phone. After a few seconds of ringing, you finally hear," Yes who's this?" You smile when you hear her voice before saying," Mom this is me."
" Oh honey how is your first day of being married?" your mother asked you. " Not good...mother I want to come home and not be married anymore," you tell her with a weak voice which your mother instantly picks up. " What happened?" she asked with a worried voice. " When we came in, one of Jenny's friends came over and, when she saw me, thought I was a doll and squeezed me incredibly hard, threw me at a chair, but I hit it and fell to the ground. Jenny ran over to check up on me, but she eventually ignored me so her friend wouldn't bother me, but eventually she started to use my badly bleeding, beatup body as a foot rubber crushing more of my bones as well as knocking me unconscious. After a few hours, I woke up and noticed she stopped rub her feet on me so I forced myself up and walked to the bedroom and went under the bed to keep myself from further pain. When her friend left and she came into the bedroom, she had completely forgotten me. Please let me come home," you begged her
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