"Okay, Paris lemme call you back, I gotta check on mom again," you hang up with a sigh and get dressed for another stressful day of crazy people agrivating you.
"Mom?" you call again but get no answer. Going into the kitchen you see mom's phone on the floor but no sign of her or your sister Melody. "MOM!" you yell.
Looking out the window, you still see blurry hazy fog and shrug. Still gotta get ready for work. You eat a pop tart and try the toaster, it dosn't work. Then the TV doesn't work. The power is out. "Great," you mumble and head to the garage to leave, but your driveway is gone and theres nothing but mossy dirt and your bike is gone.
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