{Kaly’s POV}
I open my eyes in a white room. I am laying on the softest bed ever and I start to look around to figure out where I am. The room, if you could even call it that is so big and bright, I can’t see the walls. “Oh good your awake.” I hear from my left side.
I turn to see a girl, who looks about 16, smiling down at me. Her hair is silver, and she has beautiful hazel eyes. Her soft features remind me of someone. My mother, I realize, and she looks at me like she knows I just realized. “Where am I?” I ask her trying to sit up. A pain shoots through my abdomen.
“Woo there young one. Calm down and let me help you. You’ve just been stabbed, you know?” She smiles and reaches to help me, and I look at her with searching eyes. She called me young one and I’m older than he
