The Dream

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The wind felt nice as it brushed against each individual feather on my wings. I've always loved flying all my life. It makes me feel like I don't have a care in the world, that I'm finally free...*Beep beep* I awoke with the sudden jerk, to the sound of my buzzing alarm clock. I lay my head back down on my pillow, taking in a deep breath, trying to go back to my nice wonderful dream. Falling miserably, I get back up with a grunt. Swiveling my legs off my bed, to the cold hard wood floor.

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I know it's short, but I hope you guys enjoyed, this was one of the bellringers that I did for English recently, that I was really proud of. If you guys want me to, then I can continue it. It's your guys call tho.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 20, 2015 ⏰

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