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CALIANA’s POV

"caliana!, caliana!!! Caliana, wake up!" A voice called as a hand shook at me. I sat up once more, and I started listening to this orb; it was Jamal.

I felt an ache in my heart, something that made me really miss home. I looked around, and there I was, still in the room of the gold-tone pack, still in my nightmare.

I looked down at my arm, and the bandage was still there. I winced in pain as it stung, and I felt the need to scratch it as hard as I could.

"Common now, we don't want to be a problem, do we?" he asked. I looked down at myself and saw how drenched in sweat I was. I bit down on my lip; it was a problem, one of the kind of which I wanted nothing of.

"Please, let me be. I want to go home or back to my parents. I don't really care where I want to leave here; this pack is far away," I answered as I clenched hard to the hem of my dress.

"It will be fine, I promise, but first I need you to calm down," Jamal asked me. I didn't understand how he could be so callous ab
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