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Malena wrinkled her nose and pursed her lips. She had a habit of immediately defending herself after being woken up from nightmares, as she knew her family was on the verge of staging a psychiatric intervention for her. She nodded and sat up, âRight⌠What time is it?â
âLast time I checked, it was a little before seven. I only woke you because you were literally screaming. â Madeline had only entered the room, hoping to find a quiet place to catch up with her homework. She was falling further behind with each passing day, and she knew that it wasnât acceptable. The sleeping girl hadnât been a problem until she had started her nightmare.








