Are we dead?

I can't tell. I can still breathe, but I'm stuck somewhere.

All I remember was my friends and I going out into the forest to play. We have a treehouse out there.

But now I'm stuck somewhere and my head feels wet.

I can't move though.

I'm stuck somewhere.

We were all climbing up to the house today but I didn't make it up. I let another girl go up ahead if me. I didn't know her though.

But I did know her. She looked familiar.

I think I asked about her. Some of the other kids who hadn't gone up yet said her name was Annabelle.

Huh.

Mommy told me that I used to have a sister named Annabelle. But she died in mommy's tummy.

But this Annabelle wouldn't let the rest if us climb the tree house.

She said her friends wanted to meet us and we had to stay on the ground.

Then my head started to hurt and I felt tired.

So I lied down on the grass to go to sleep.

Bud now I can't move. And I see Annabelle again.

I ask her,

"Are we dead?"