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Amapola POV I didn’t understand were I was, all I knew was that I was safe, that what had to happen would happen, but to my peace something was being pulled to me, “Amapola” I heard my name being said, “visit the Oak Tree” said the words of the man again, “we will be there waiting for you our ” and the voice left, at the end a woman spoke “stay safe my darling’s, protect one another”. I opened my eyes to be face to face with myself only I was wearing a pink dress, I looked down at myself to see I was wearing my shirt with pants, not a pink dress to which the woman in front of me giggled, “it is not you, but me. I finally get to meet you child,” she speaks like it’s all riddles and my min hurts from how she is expressing herself, “ah I’m lost here, you are who’s child?” She looked unfazed