They were living their best dreams to the fullest. With the people they loved, people you would only find in movies and books. Rarely in the real world.
Running from their world of sorrow, loss, and depression. But, they were ok now, but only every once in a while. But now was one of those times.
They weren't being manipulated, held accountable for responsibilities that no teenager should have. They were happy.
They were living their dreams out with the people they loved most. Where they knew everything about everyone, but they stuck to a script.
One they were told to have when they visited. Though, when they did, it felt like it had been days when they would return home again.
They were happily running around and laughing, getting all of the comfort they needed.
Days passed and they heard the voices they dreaded to hear. Their parents. They said their goodbyes to the people loved most, the ones they had so many memories with.
Then.
They woke up.
YOU ARE READING
Fever Dreams
FantasíaIn this book will lie the story's people dare not to tell. dreams that most have had, the feelings one keeps to themselves in fear of being outcasted.
