I woke up in a field of bright green. My body felt numb, I didn't feel like myself. I was surrounded by flowers, hills, miles of fields. Not a tree in sight. Something you hear straight out of a dream.
I got up.
"Amira".
I felt my heartbeat, I turned around.
My dad smiled, "My little girl".
"Dad?" I smiled.
"It's me. It's dad, I'm right here" My dad held his arms out.
I ran to him, and I hugged him. He hugged me right. So tight. I felt his warmth, his humanness. My dad was him.
"I thought you... I thought you were dead?" I started to cry.
My dad wiped my tears away, "I am. I am baby girl. I'm so sorry. I feel horrible that I wasn't there to protect you through everything. I failed as a parent".
"You got me out of there. Thank you".
My dad smiled, "You, you really showed me up".
I laughed a little.
"You really lived up to my legacy. You beat me, you did so well. I am so proud of you".
"Thanks dad" I started crying again.
"Hey," My dad wiped my tears away again, "You did good kid, you did good".
"I tried so hard".
"You did so good. I am so proud of you for how you handled yourself. I am even more proud of you for getting out and making a better life for yourself".
"I was so worried you would be mad dad" I cried.
My dad laughed a little, "You're just like your mother. Slightly paranoid".
"Oh shut up!" I laughed a little.
"You go make me even more proud kid, okay? Find a boy, get married, have kids, live a good life a good woman".
I nodded, "I promise dad".
"Whatever you choose, I'll be there supporting you from where I am. You got that?".
I nodded.
"Good, I love you. Be good now. Alright?".
I hugged him, he hugged me back. Everything started to go even more numb. Started to go black.
Suddenly, I couldn't see anything. I woke up in my bedroom.
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Clyde
Ficción históricaAmira Clyde, a famous outlaw in the year 1900. She rides with her parents who are also famous outlaws. An in-depth description in chapter one.