I look down at the note in my hands, wondering what it could say. I open the note carefully, trying not to tear the paper. I see a hastily written note on the inside; ‘Lilliana, if you are reading this note, then everything is going as planned. Don’t be scared. We chose you for this because we all know you are not afraid of the dark. You need to speak with Regina Fletcher to hear the story and mission. After you have spoken with Regina, go to the center of the Wisteria Forest until you see a small stream. And I need you to know that I am not dead, I did not leave on my own, and I did it for a good cause.’ My breath catches in my throat as I see the scribbled signature at the end of the note… Selina Rose My mother’s name. I have so many questions: Who’s ‘we’? Why Ms. Fletcher? How long has this note been here? Why the little stream? And when did my mother write this? I’ll have to figure it out. Tomorrow, at school, I’ll talk to Ms. Fletcher. I’ll find out what the heck is going on.
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