((...))

((Hannah...))

"Hm?"

((Hannah.))

"Huh?"

((Wake up, girlie.))

"I...am..awake...hmmm.."

Suddenly, the ground begins to shake.

"Hm? What's up?" I sleepily murmured.

((Open your eyes, sweetie.))

"They are...open...zzzz.."

((I know the best way to wake her up.))

"Mm...no...thanks..."

A tingling sensation flows through my feet.

"N-no...s-stop...mmm.." I tucked my feet in.

((Haha. She's nearly awake.))

Now, the tingling sensation transitioned to my stomach sides.

I jolt awake, "Huh? Did I fall asleep?"

"Haha. Sure did, sweetie," Dad laughed.

I sat up with my face tucked into my hands. I feel my face warm up with embarrassment, "Ah! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to fall asleep!"

I proceed to rock back and forth.

Dad pat my shoulder and Mom pulled me in close.

"It's all good, Hannah. No need to worry," Dad reassured me.

I looked up, "Wait..really?"

Mom and Dad nodded.

I eased up a little more, "Okay..where was I before I fell asleep?"

Bloom crawled closer, "You were telling us about your six-year-old self...but..." she paused.

I looked around at everyone with a confused look, "But what?"

Mom spoke up, "They're wanting to know what happened when you were nine to twelve years old," she wraps her hands around mine and gives me a sympathetic look.

I paused...between those ages were the worst years to ever live in...

"Is everything alright, sweetheart?" You don't have to share if you don't want to," Dad responded, taking my hand.

I shook myself back into reality, "Oh no. I'll share this part of my story."

"Okay. If you don't feel comfortable at any moment, feel free to stop," Dad replied.

I nod. I took a deep breath and relaxed my tense muscles.