“Wait, hold up. What do you mean you’re dead?” I ask in dread.
“Oh right, sorry. I said that so bluntly just now. This is going to be very hard to explain to you.” She rubs her forehead in thought.
“What I meant to say, is that I’m the real Hazel who died that night I went missing.” She looks up at me and gives me an awkward smile.
“Huh?” I was so confused.
“Okay…” She sighs deeply, her eyes roaming around as if in deep thought. “Where to start?” She mumbles.
She lays my dream girl’s head down on the ground gently. And that sounded so weird in my head as Hazel was right here in front of me and all. But it was strange. Hazel didn’t seem like the Hazel I knew. She was acting…different.
She gets up and comes sits next to me on the other side. She sits on the back of her calves and plac
