"I knew It, I knew It" I thought to myself on loop while slowly watching myself break down In the mirror.
I couldn't do this anymore, It was such a pain too. I missed him, I Missed my Dream so. So, so much. My screams, cries and throwing my belonging went on for about fifteen minutes, I got tired really quickly but I was always tired. Dream's calls changed my life. "For the better or for the worst?" That was the question I asked myself every night.
I met Wilbur and his family thanks to Dream, went outside more and had a new hobby. But looking on the other side I'm mentally drained because of him, I can hardly sleep and I don't have the motivation to do anything. Knowing that I still wouldn't trade any second of his past calls with me for anything, and I mean A n y t h i n g In this world. They became a really special memory to me, a painful one but a special one In It's own way.
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A/n : I know this chapter Is short! And I deeply apologise for It :) I just don't have the motivation and ideas to write right now. ALSO TYSM FOR LIKE 30 READS? ILY AND REMEMBER TO DRINK WATER AND EAT A LOT OF FOOD <3
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