Pearl's POV,
"Good morning honey," the voice of my mom was the first thing I heard after my eyes fluttered open slowly and a confused look made its way up my face.
I turned my head to look around me not quite sure what was going on. This has to be a dream I was in a different environment only just until a few seconds ago. What could have probably happened I thought to myself as I turned from side to side only to see that I was in a completely different environment.
I was in my room at my parent's house. The unmistakable painting of a dog with two tails that was hanging from the wall very close to my door, and the dark blue curtains to the awfully pink doors only added to my confusion.
"How did I get here, was all that has happened been a dream then?" I couldn't help but think out loud as so many other thoughts circled around in my head until my mom's voice pulled me off of my thought.
