chapter 3

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A calming sound I haven't heard in a while. I always loved the sound of bustling streets or sound of laughter and fast passing energy, it made me feel like I am moving forward with my life and not falling behind everyone, it makes me feel like I am alive and not dead inside.

Yet here I am, listing to the sound of water crashing lightly against something . I can hear the whispers of wind trying to match the singing of birds who are flaping their wing in a drum beat , the beat that we learn in music class ...wait music class?

I jolt awake as fast as I can feeling the grass under my hands and the fresh smell of water mixed with flower and a hint of mud. THIS ISN'T SCHOOL.
We were at school....we...we?
"AMBER"I screamed looking around me.i am surrounded by hills and hills of flowers, bunch of roses all in different colors yellow, pink and even blue and they are all burning with passionate fire yet..they are alive and beautiful.

THIS ISN'T THE TIME TO LOOK AT FLOWER YASMINE. FIND AMBER. i tell my self yet deep down i wish I can just go back and sleep with those flowers Forever.

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