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I wish it was a dream...

Chapter 5 (v.1) - I want it to be a dream.

Submitted: July 23, 2018

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Submitted: July 23, 2018



I swayed into my room and stared at the picture on the wall. I really wanted to grab it and smash it onto the floor. I needed to do something to calm myself down. However, I don’t know how to live by myself. If I showed up on my neighbour’s door they would think I was playing a game or I was joking. I felt a hot tear run down my cheek as I chocked sobs out of my mouth. I screamed, louder than Mama had, before collapsing onto the floor and letting my fatigue take over. Before it could do so completely, I heard the door downstairs open. It must be a robber!  I fought my mind to clamber up from the floor. I hid inside my closet, the only sounds heard was my own stuttering breathing. I could faintly hear my room door open. I quickly held my breath, forcing down the urge to gasp for air. I heard silent tip-toes sound inside my room before I long sigh and the footsteps going back towards the door.


I wanted to crawl into a dark hole and live there forever. I wanted to run to a world where I had Mama, Daddy and Max welcoming me with open arms and hug me tightly while telling me everything was a dream. However, I could tell this wasn’t a dream. No matter how much I wanted it to be…

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