Mitch and I decided that we were going to go to the amusment park a bit past town to have so fun. "I want to ride that huge one in front of us," he says. "Okay, but if you make me sick, your fault for bringing me on that ride." "Yes!" he says to himself but I could hear him. We get ready to pull down the set things(I forgot what they're called) then, the ride starts. I thouht that I was about to freak out, but I was totally fine with it. Let's just say Mitch screamed.......... A LOT, like the whole ride. I was laughing so hard because I thought I would be the one screaming. The ride finally ends and I can see that Mitch would never want to ride that ride EVER again. After we ride about 4 more rides, we decide to go back to our houses. Mitch drove back to his house because he knew I just walk to mine. I give him a kiss and tell him, "See you later, Benja." "Same here, Rosebud." I begin to walk home and see Alexia. She's holding something in her right hand, but I can't make out what it is. I say hey then I feel a pain in my stomach and all I see is white.
мιт¢н'ѕ ρσν: I hear what sounds like a gun shot and rush outside. The first thing I saw was Alexia at a distance holding something. Then I notice someone laying on the ground. It was Chloe. I check to see if her heart was beating, but it wasn't. I knew I had lost her at that moment.
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¢нℓσє'ѕ ρσν: I wake up in my bedroom. I look at my stomach and I don't have a gun shot wound. How was all of that a dream? When we hugged and touched and kissed, it felt so real. I go knock on my neighbor's door and this stranger comes. "Sorry, I most have the wrong adress." I say trying not to be rude. "It's fine." the kind man replied back. Then, I went to Cameron's house to see if she was still dating Drake, but she didn't know who he was. We went to the coffee shop from my dream and I hit a guys sholder by accident. "I'm sorry." I say with a sweet voice. "It's fi-" "Mitch?!? Is it really you?" "Chloe?!? You're real. Oh and yes." "Same here. I'm guessing you had that dream too, right," I asked. "Yea, I thought everthing was real." "I know right. I thought that I had got shot for a while, then I saw that my stomach is fine." We contiued the conversation and then we all walked home. As we did in the dream, we just talked about random things. Then I asked, "So, if you don't live next to my house, where do you live? I'm not trying to be a stalker or anything like that, just courious." "Well, I live in the lot behind your house." We then decided that we were going to go eat somewhere that night. I just still can't believe that everthing before now was a dream.
