Before you read this you must be aware of the personal stories and beatiful and dangerous places you are about to know.YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. P.S: English is not my main language and i apologize for any gramatical mistakes
I woke up at 4:00 a before the sun has rissen. I woke up yelling and all my body covered in sweat. I just had the longest and more lucid dream i have ever had.My mom entered the room and yelled
-What is wrong with you?!!-she yelled-(she isn't the best mother in the moorning by the way)
-Nothing, i had some sort of nightmare-i said.(i wasn't sure if it was a beatiful dream or a nightmare beacause it wont become real)
She looked at me with angry eyes and turned away. Before i could noticed i got my dream journal but i couldn't rememberd it so i difn't write anyhing. I was so pissed off becausei had just forgotten the most beatiful and amaizing dream in then world. But i remembered that i needed to sleep for tomorrow concert at st.paul theatre. I will be playing the next day as principal cellist so i had to sleep well. Cello is my favorite instrument so i play it very well or even excellent for my age
The next day i woke up and looked at me on the mirror.I wass a young teenager almost a grown up adult. But at that moment i just have sixteen years old. My hair was blond, and large it's lenght was almost the same as my body. That day i had to make a ponytail to keep my hair away from my face. My face was blushed by the emotions of that day. After that i looked at my eyes they were a light blue almost green i loved the
I didn't hear the steps of my mother coming to my bedroom so i yelled when she opened the door and instanly she covered her eyes
- I'm not naked- i said almost laughing
-oh, right. Did you finished or do you wanted some help?-she asked that while she was uncovering her eyes -No thanks -i said. That was my concert day and i was so happy about it that i spent all the day at school smiling
At 3:00 pm we went to st. Paul theatre it was the most amaizing theatre in all the city so i was pretty nervous. When we arrieved my teacher lead us to ours theatre's special sits. There were everyone from the orchestry and i couldn't be happier about it. When some time passed they called us to the scenario
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