She was beautiful but she was hard to reach. She liked me, but I couldn't have her. Who is she I wonder. Trapped only in my mind, trapped in my subconscious, I dreamt her. Short hair black hair. Brown eyes pretty smile. She wanted me. Her face, blurry. In my dream I was chasin once again, and she was almost reachable. So who was she I wonder.
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Dream Stories
Short StoryI'll be writing the dreams that I have so expect weird, sad, happy, and unexpected stories!
