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Chapter7:

SEVEN

I awoke with a dry throat, my tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth. 

I wondered if the ladies were still waiting outside my door. Now I wish I had just told them to get me some water before going to bed last night when they had asked if I needed anything. It was past midnight already.

    "I need some water or else I might die." I whispered to myself as if taking permission from myself. What could happen? The highest was that I would get ...

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