It all started with a series of repetitive dreams… they were not the normal type of dreams. These were the kind that felt real. Like you were really in the moment but you all of a sudden wake up. Over the course of a week each night I’d have the same dream but with a new memory every night. So it was kind of like a tv show. Every night something more happend. But it started from the beginning every time.
The first dream was unreal. It felt like it just happend to me. Like I was a little girl again and in that moment. I didn’t know what to think or how to feel. I pushed it aside. Thinking it was a one time dream. Maybe I watched something and dreamed about it. Why now?
Why me?
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