Bridget Week 28

I set foot into the dusty, abounded museum. The museum had cracked walls and trashed photos dangling, barley. I creeped through the museum slowly looking for my lost sister, Daisy. I stepped behind the counter to see if she was hidden away in the corner. Suddenly I was stuck! I tried to twist my body out but I couldn’t. I pulled and pulled until finally I slipped out. As soon as I managed to slip out, I forgot everything. My name, age, every single fact. My mind was blank. I stepped back into the wall and I remembered everything again.