Forcing her eyes open, Ariel found herself in her bedroom. What was happening?. How the hell did she even get here?. She could remember being locked up in the attic like a prisoner, before getting moved to a more locked worser place and then this place.
How the hell did she even end up back in her bedroom?, somewhere she thought she was never going to set her eyes on anymore?.
Staring down at the clothes she wore, Ariel figured out that she wasn't still putting on those rags she had been wearing since she got locked up, but in a brand new set of clothes. What's even happening?. She blinked severally before rubbing her eyes to know if her vision was wrong or something?.
But it wasn't, this is real and it's really happening.