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35. Please
“Please…stop that…” Zia Scott groaned as she laid down and groped the couch for her phone. “Be quiet already,” she grunted as she finally found it and turned off the ringing alarm. She blinked a couple more times before she finally decided to get up and start her day. She sat up and was about to hop down the couch. That was when she realized something.
Her feet were planted on the floor the moment she sat up. And as she looked down, honey colored hair fell to her shoulders. Her legs were long. She looked at her hands, they were big. The dress pajama she wore the night before now looked like a regular size shirt on her body. Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. She grabbed her phone and looked at the reflection of herself on the screen. She touched her face with trembling hands. She was still having a hard time understanding the situation.
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LeemaThank you for reading! And sorry for trolling you guys. I actually laid out a lot of hints that it was all a dream. The first one was the title. If you jumble the word, you'll get "asleep". Again, thank you guys for reading this chapter! Share your thoughts in the comments!
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