Phone rang after what felt like an eternity. It was my parents. I answered with trepidation, not knowing what to expect. Hearing mom's voice was comforting, though I still struggled at times to still the shakiness of my own voice.
When the call ended, I simply stared at my phone, tears of relief pooling in the corners of my eyes before slowly falling onto my phone's screen. Not alone. Hearing my remaining loved ones' voices brought a small but steadily swelling sense of, not quite confidence, but resolve, to make sense of my present circumstance.
I'm going back to the park. I'm going to find my sister and her friends.
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