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Samara waited at the bottom of her well, feeling a little exsited at the sound of voices nearby. She knew that the people overhead were completly unaware of the well and the girl sitting in the cold water below. Why she stayed in the water, she did not know. She was always dry when she crawled out, but the TV was always wet for some reason. She quickly climbed to the top of the well, not able to be seen; but high enough to hear perfectly. "You shouldn't have done that". I've heard that before...but where? Did daddy say that...yes, but not like that. Whoever said that did not say it with anger, hate and rage like daddy would; they said it calmly, like me when I call people when they watch my tape. My tape... have they seen it? No...the latest people to see it still have another four and a half days. Hmmm... The thoughts raced though Samara's mind like when she was put into the mental hospital. I must find out. They are in my forest, they will meet Samara. She put one hand over the side of the well, pausing for a moment to wonder if she should go into her killer face mode. No, I will stay like this. They seem diffrent. She stayed in her normal face, and started to climb out, going the regular way. One foot, than an arm, then repeat. When she was all the way out, which took about two seconds, Samara started to walk over to Raven and BEN, hair over her eyes. And for once in her life, she felt short. Most of the time she did not care that she was 12 forever, all she cared about was revenge. Now these people made her feel small, normal almost. Liek she belonged.
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