Soñadora

Some call it a dream, I wouldn't. Dreams don't wake you up every night, so painfully close to the truth, that you are struggling to breathe. Dreams are about happy thoughts unicorns, and floating on clouds, not real people coming back from the dead. That I would classify as a nightmare. Those nightmares seem to capture me as if they are wanting me to figure something out, what I don't know, but it better be important...

Started: September 13, 2021
First Published: October 8, 2021
Finished Published: October 20ish 2021
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Word Count: 12000+