Date: 5/18/2017

By heidilore

I was some kind of refugee. I was split from JM somehow. I went by a refugee camp. The CIA told me that I was a refugee, I think because of flooding. I saw JM on the other side of a large body of water. He was swimming close to the edge. I tried to swim over, but the water was too rough. I was in a strange house. Everything was being hidden from me. I was trying to fit in.