How it all started.

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"Can you hear me, my dear Lara?"

"Where are you? WHERE ARE YOU?"

"I am always here, and I always will be. I've missed you so."

"I want to see you. Do you not know that I cry myself to sleep each night without you? WHERE ARE YOU?"

"Crying over spilled milk will not help, my darling. You must find me."

"I've searched high and low, but where can I find you?"

"Stop your crying, my angel. Your eyes, like blue oceans, are my diamonds. It is your time."

"But why can't I see you? WHERE ARE YOU?"

"You must find me."

As his voice began to fade, a sharp pain pierced my chest. Tears streamed down my face, and I couldn't get up.

"Don't go!"

"You must find me."

"Come back!"

"We are all waiting for you. We will always wait."

"WHERE ARE YOU GOING? WHY CAN'T I GET UP?"

"It is your time, my darling."

"Don't go!"

I woke up screaming, filled with fear and tears in my eyes.

- Lara, what's wrong?

Linda asked.

- I had a really bad dream.

- You were screaming like crazy, tell us everything.

Jessica said.

- I don't know, I was lying in a garden with lots of flowers and...

- Wait, let me grab my notebook.

Jessica said, proud of herself.

She grabbed her notebook and some psychology books.

- Jessica, always trying to be a psychiatrist

Linda quipped.

- Oh, come on, I don't really care about your opinion. Now, tell me about the garden, Lara.

Jessica said.

- I can't really remember, but there were lots of red flowers, red campions, I remember that.

- Oh, those flowers are rare. Generally, flowers in dreams stand for beauty, joy, and happiness. What else do you remember? What was the sky like?

- The sky was really blue.

- What happened in the garden?

- I was talking to someone I couldn't see.

- Was it a guy?

Linda asked.

- Yeah, a young guy around my age. It felt like we were deeply connected to each other, but I can't really remember what we talked about.

- Come on, let me analyze the dream.

- Jessica, it was just a dream. And I have an exam in half an hour, I need to wash my face and get ready.

- Okay, fine.

Jessica said, disappointed.________________________________________________________________________________________

My name is Lara Nelson, and I am 21 years old. I am currently majoring in Physics, and hail from the state of California. At present, I am residing with my housemates, Jessica, a student of Psychology, and Linda, who is studying Mathematics. As Harvard students, we share a modest apartment located in the city of Cambridge.

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2h30min later:

The dream and the voice that spoke to me stirred something deep within, a stirring of emotions that had long been dormant. It was a feeling of love and a yearning to be held close by another. Though the dream was shrouded in mystery, and the details were hazy and indistinct, the man in it left an indelible impression on my heart. His fervent desire for me to find him stood out like a beacon in the midst of the haze. It was a dream that felt like a surreal vision, something that had touched the very essence of my soul and awakened a part of me that I never knew existed.

" It's just a dream anyway "

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 21, 2023 ⏰

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