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Dreaming

The scenery is a sepia color like in an old photograph. An old wooden fence blocks a dirt road that travels through grass fields to a forest miles away. A large tree on the left is old and twisted from years of living.

Laughter bounced around the scenery. A girl with hair the color between brown and blond ran out to the old tree. She had piercing blue eyes and behind her was another person. It was a man who looked no older than she with the same striking blue eyes and dark brown hair raced to the tree.

They laughed, catching their breath. And the glow in their eyes shared the same emotion as the guy reached out his hand, cupping it around the girl’s cheek. Before the girl could react, a startlingly loud noise shattered the peaceful moment.

The girl with the fierce blue eyes woke up, bolt upright with her slightly long curly hair draped over her shoulders. She turned off the alarm clock and swung her legs over the edge of the bed.

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