Winna Ward: Where Did Everyone Go?

I looked up from my book. Few people were on deck and it looked really late. I looked at my watch. It was almost time for dinner! How long had I been reading? I got up and started walking toward the dining hall, knowing that if my mom was here she would have thrown a fit. I stopped and realized to things. One: I didn't know where the dining room was. Two: I had no idea where I was. I began to wander aimlessly, trying to find where my cabin was. But I was hopelessly lost. 

Finally, I stood in one place and tried to sum up the courage to ask someone where the dining room was. You see, I don't really like to talk to people. It make me feel nervous. Same with touching people. If I shake someone's hand pr give someone a hug the first thing I want to do is pull away. My mother says that I am antisocial, but it's just that, well, I'm not sure. It's hard to explain. Finally, I see a girl and ask her. "Right over there." She points in the direction of the room. I mumble a thank you and walk away. 

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