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~AELLA~ "AELLA!" "AELLA OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW OR I'LL BREAK IT DOWN!" I groaned as I forced my eyes open, what was happening? What was all the shouting about and why did my head hurt so badly? "AELLA!" The last scream forced me to jerk upright as I scrambled off the bed. It was my foster mother and she wasn't happy. I rushed to open my room door, how was it even locked? I never locked the door before I went to sleep. Strangely enough I couldn't exactly remember what I did before I went to sleep last night. "Do you know how long I've been screaming your name and pounding on this door?" She asked as soon as I opened the door. "Why did you lock it, you know it's not allowed!" "I-I'm sorry." I apologized. "I have no idea why I did it, in fact I can't remember what happened last ni