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     It was her. The girl I’d dreamt about every single day of my miserable life was Car. Car was Carrie. My hands tightened on the steering wheel as my mind raced. I was happy because she was still alive, breathing and not dead.

     But I wanted to know, why she was disguised and working in the very company of those that tried to kill her. That only meant that she had an agenda.

    What hurt me the most was, while I was having nightmares about her and feeling guilty, she was right there under my nose and I couldn’t even recognize her.

     When I woke up that morning, I had a feeling something was bound to happen, I had thought of all the possible scenarios, but nothing had prepared me for this.

     The plan had been to head over to the cemetery with Car because for some reason it had felt like she should be there with me. But when

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