She stops dead in her tracks, the girl looks around, obviously she heard you. You continue to yell for her, she looks down at you and gasps, stumbling backwards. "Is that-?! Are you?!" She slowly walks to you, and kneels down in front of you, causing the ground to shake a bit. You fall on your butt.
She slowly scoops you up, and runs down the street, holding you by her chest. You hear a door open and close, and you feel the movement upwards, possibly up stairs. She opens her hands, revealing a bedroom with clothes all over the floor, a desk, bed, bookshelf, closet, etc.. She carefully puts you on her desk and sits in front of you.
"Hi there!" She says, studying you, "What's you name?" "Ummm, Sarah!" You yell, "I'm eight years old!" "Nice to meet you, Sarah, I'm Amber, I am sixteen years old." She seems nice, she has a motherly tone of voice. She scoops you up and places you on her pillow and says this: "I'll be right back, stay here, kay?" and leaves the room.
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