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TacoPanda
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Rosalind wandered down the corrider with her backpack tightly strapped on. The walls were lifeless and bare of any decoration. It felt more like an mental asylum than like a school. She hadn't even seen another student since her arrival the day before. It was like they were all hiding... Rosalind shook off the thought as she arrived to her room. She turned the key and with a click pushed open the door. She slung her backpack on the closest bed and glanced around. The dull room was exactly how she left it, two beds, a small set of chairs and a table, an empty closet space, and her luggage pushed aside in the corner. There was a window looking over the courtyard but Rosalind kept the curtains closed at all times. There was something about that area that made her cringe but no matter how hard she thought about it she couldn't pull up anything significant. In fact, she couldn't even remember most of her life. The memories felt so close but slipped away right as she began to touch it.