Demetrius was near his favorite place to be. He rested against his favorite tree which had a beautiful lake view his dull eyes shut he fell asleep. As he slept he had a dream. A dream about a girl a girl who would love him from the beginning to the end. They laughed they smiled but most importantly they were always together. He awoke in tears as he saw the girl he dreamed of. His yin his heart skipped a beat as he stared at her she then spoke with a gentle tone "Why are you taking a nap here? You could get sick" all he could do was smile. His eyes softened slowly to show he was relaxed.
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What We Aim To Be
Non-FictionThis story takes place with a young boy who is later identified as Demetrius Floe
