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9 Years Ago


 Her golden hair ties in knots behind her as she screams violently into the wind. The ear peircing shriek seemed to be muffled by the roaring wind that surrounds her. This was a normal day for Marie, of course it was never the same. Sometimes she battles dragons and wakes up with scorched hair. One time she woke up wearing a bridal gown with a ring on her left ring finger. She dreads going to sleep every night because she knows every dream is a fight for her life. Everything she dreams becomes reality. Therapist and hypnotist gave up on her years ago, not really giving her a chance. She will never learn not to dream, they all said. Marie fought the wind down an empty highway, taking in her surroundings as if they might give her clues of where she is. This dream is probably Ms. Nemer's fault. She had us play that stupid geoguessr game. How she wished that for once in her life she could have a pleasant dream. One where fans chanted her name with every note she sang, or she stuffed her face with chocolate all day long and not gain weight. Of all the dreams she could have she is always cursed with the bad ones. Waking up in strange places no longer phases her, the morning before she woke up in prison for robbing a bank. She now wore he orange jumpsuit that was to long at the ankles. Every few steps she stumbles and falls, hoping that a pair of headlights would appear in the distance. Her wish was granted after a few long minutes. She spotted a pick up in the distance and stuck out her left thumb hoping he would pull over. No such luck, the truck whizzed by without even slowing down. She continued down the road absent mindedly. Then suddenly it hit her, I'll just fall asleep and dream of home. She then realized it would only lead to another nightmare so she gave up and sat down in the middle of the highway. She woke up at dawn the next morning, in bed. It worked, everythings normal. What did I dream about? she wondered worriedly. She remembered as a bright orange flame reached up to her and scorched her hand.
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9 Years Ago


This sounds pretty cool are you going to write more?