Secrets: you appear on my dream

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I'm telling you this story but, right now I'm on eleventh grade. I need to tell you something,  a dream that I had yesterday... And you know what? Killian was on it.

It all started, well I don't even remember but I now I was on a wedding of someone that I don't even know.  I was doing the decoration of the wedding and I was a bridesmaid. I remember that the Killian's girlfriend show up in my dream and I was jealous and I don't know why. She fought with me , well we had a discussion of who was the best. I can't even realize that after two year that I broke up with Killian , I still having dreams about him.

So, you as a reader might think that I still love him but I'm not, and that is the truth. I can remember a part of my dream that I fought with Killian and it was one of my fears that one day Killian will tell to his new girlfriend a secret, not only a secret, all our private conversation that we had had.

So, the fight started on the guest room for the wedding guest. He was yelling all our secrets in front of all the folks. He embarrassed me a lot,  as much as I cried. He told to everyone, including his girlfriend,  that I can't sleep if I am not shaking a leg or my head. He said that I have problem of digestion.

If I tell you all of it, you will laught too. Either way, soon you will know it. Moreover,everybody laughed at me. Only the words that came out through my mouth was : I can't even realized that you did that to someone you loved once, I can't never imagined that the Killian that  I once met , changed. A tear fell down through my cheek so slowly that you can imagine the pain that it have that tear, a tear of disappointment. 

I finished my dream like this and I wake up with tears on my eyes. After all it was only a dream...

Don't be confuse with this story, the more you read the more I will tell you and more secrets  you will know about my life, the life of April Ackerson Adams. Maybe, I feel guilty for what I did to him...

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