I woke in front of the 7 year old home. All the homes for the kids who practice honesty remind me a lot like the old White House. It's one of the only buildings that has been rebuilt every time it is destroyed for that long of a period of time. There was a think, white, opaque fog surrounding it. Clearly I was supposed to go to the house.

I walk up the stairs, my mind reeling at a million miles and hour, and knock on the door. The house mother I had when I was 7 opens the door and says with obvious relief "Finally you're here, she is in the common room you shouldn't have any problems with her." and leaves in a big hurry. Who is 'she'? And what was that woman's rush? I wonder as I walk in the door.

The second I enter I realize how quiet it is, where could all the kids be? Very confused I go to the living room and encounter myself when I was 7. Getting a bit creeped out I approach her and wait for her to say something. She doesn't say a word. I decide I'd better say something. "Hello" I shyly tell myself. "Where's my house mom?" she replies. I explain that she had to leave and will be back soon. Once I am done explaining her lip juts out then goes back in. Which I realize is what I did when I was about to cry as she bursts into tears.

I know from a course I took a year ago that I need to calm her down, but how? As I thought that the answer became clear. I had this doll named red form this old tale it could calm me down anytime. I walked through the house into my old room, #307 never changes, where I found red on my bed.

I picked her up and brought her back out into the room where the younger me was crying. I went up to her and said "I have a surprise for you!" Her eyes widened as I pulled out red from behind me. She yelled with joy "Red!" She hugged the doll tightly and stopped crying. She sat down on the floor and started playing when all of a sudden her face of joy turned into a face of fear and she ran away into the next room. I turned around to see what scared her and the world went black.

I woke up super woozy with a woman staring me down in a room that I couldn't see, all of it was completely white yet I was sitting on something? I dunno, I was to woozy to try and figure it out. She started asking me  questions

"Age?"                                                                                                                                                                                                     "12" I answer easily

"Height?"                                                                                                                                                                                             No one has ever told me that, but I guess "Don't know around 5'1?"

"I know I want your estimate, Weight?"                                                                                                                                  "95-100 pounds?"

'Do you think you are below, above, or in the average for weight in your age and height group"                                    
"I'd say average"

She smiles and writes that down                                  

"Medical history?"                                                                                                                                                                             "None"

All of a sudden I blurt out  "Why are you asking me this?" She smiles and writes something on her clipboard "Can't answer that, sorry, but I will say we have good reasons for it"

I wince as I realize I am under truth serum, which is why I am heavy and tired. 

She quickly examines her paper and jots down a few things.                                                               

She walks up to a very blurry computer and types a few things and checks her paper  "We are doing the rest in a different fashion, Unconsciously. You won't remember the rest of it" Than she snaps her fingers and I am sent again into insufferable darkness.

"What is my result?"  I mumble to the lady sitting next to my bed watching me.
"Not now dear girl, get some rest"    I shut my eyes again and fall into a deep, drug induced sleep.

Once I wake up, no longer droopy the lady that was sitting beside me when I first woke up is gone. I try and remember what she looked like. "She looked like me" I whisper as I realize she looked like an older version of me. Maybe my birth mother? I continue puzzling about it until I am interrupted by a lady coming in.

"Gabriella, please come with me."

"Why?"

"Don't ask questions, just come"

I follow her as we pass the doors out of the dental office and down the school halls. Soon we turn down the hall where all the teachers have their offices and lounge areas. I look around then I spot where were heading to. The one office with its lights on.

I have always been sort of scared of the principals office. Every time I end up there I am always nervous because I am worried that I am in trouble for one of my bigger pranks but it is always because of a silly stupid prank. He never finds out who did my bad ones . I am always super careful doing those ones because that would mean major trouble, definitely more than a long lecture about kindness or respect.

As I enter the principal is sitting there with the duchess Michelle.

What have I gotten myself into?

*Hey, I have a question. In paragraph 9 I underlined a quote "But I will say we have good reasons for it"" What do you think they are? The closest one gets a mystery surprise!