Chapter Seven: A New
Beginning
Annabelle
began to stir. Her memories were spotty,
but she remembered a horrible nightmare.
Her
body no longer hurt. The terrible
agonizing pain had vanished, and her left arm felt whole again. She felt hungry, but she counted her
blessings that she was alive. The world
could be quieter, however. It sounded
noisier than London at noontime.
Her
heart sank when she opened her eyes.
Annabelle wished it was all a nightmare.
If only she could wake and find Mother smiling down on her.
Instead,
she saw the cabin and her dress drenched in blood. The nightmare was real, and there would be no
waking from it.
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