I found myself in a familiar room. The scent of the bedsheets, the warmth of the duvet, and the modern interior convinced me that I am back in my old room, the only place where I found comfort and peace all throughout my life. Suddenly, my eyes started to burn as beads of tears form. The nostalgic feeling brought me to tears.
I got up and looked around. Nothing seemed to have changed from the last time I saw it.
While roaming around the room, I suddenly halted when I feel like I am forgetting it something. There's something at the back of my mind that I couldn't identify, like a memory I remember but I also could not. I feel like I am missing something.
I stopped thinking when I heard three knocks on my door followed by a creaking sound then my twin sister came in. She didn't say anyth
