Meet Abigail (you)

You awaken in a strange place, feeling sore yet not at the same time. A new morning breeze comes in from the open window beside the bed you lay in the warm covers atop you which feel nice against your skin, for underneath you wore nothing. The clock struck 8:00 AM as you arose from your peaceful slumber, the first time in what felt like years where you didn't dream of nightmares. Instead you drempt of sweet memories of your childhood with your best friend and the warm embrace of your mother, playing with your old treehouse and dancing in your princess dress. You got up from the bed, and made your way to the mirror in the corner.

And you admire the body of the lovely woman you had become..