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Ash's pov

"Why mommy so happy?"

"Because mommy loves her son's smile.."

"Eww.. it's ugly. It make my two front teeth look hummaa.. humoo.. human.. humongous! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....
See??"

"No it doesn't. It's the most beautiful smile ever. It makes mommy happy"

"Really?"

"Mm-hm. Never let go of that smile. Okay? Cross your heart."

"Cross my heart."

        
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"Mommy? Wake up..
Mm..mo-mommy... Da-daddy.. please..
Wake up . It's not funny.. please.."

"Brother.."

"Le-leaf..?"

"Brother..."

"Leaf.. see, they are not waking up.. help me.."

"Sorry brother..."

"Leaf-? Why are you not helping? Wait, where are you taking them to? Where are you leaving with them?
No. Stop.
Leaf stop right there! It's dangerous.."

"Brother.. sorry.."

"No.. no..!! Please stop.. don't leave me here.. don't leave me alone...
Take me with you.. pl.. please.. please stop.. don't go away.. please..."

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"Shushh...

It's just a dream. Wake up Ash.

Wake up.."

A soft voice pulled me out from the land of darkness to the morning sun rays. I felt a warm caress on my cheek. Quick and short. And then it was gone.

I shot my eyes open, gasping the air. I clenched the cloth Material that hugged my chest, in an attempt to stabilize my uneven heart beats.

I squeezed my eyes tight before opening it again. The chiffon colour of my room's ceiling stared back at me. I sat up on the bed, leaving an exasperated sigh whilst the flashbacks of my dream ran wild through my mind.

Yes. A dream. It was only a mere dream. Nothing more. And now, I'm back to my reality, a reality which is absolutely dry and devoided of any colours.

I look around me, and as usual I was greeted by the same old emptyness.

"Yet another day to survive."

I mumbled to myself as it was just another meaningless- tedious day, which I want to get over with as soon as possible, even before it even got Started.

I checked the time before walking into the bathroom for my daily routines.

As a 21 years old guy, I was already done continuing this so called labyrinth of life, enduring this fake world spilling with false promises and faux happy endingings. Such a crumpled World. Such a pathetic life. And every then and now, I had withstood to it, chewing its bitterness and sipping out it's toxicity. I had to. I was forced to, inorder to survive in this fabric if world.

I spent my everyday pointlessly. Wake up. Get ready. Attend college. Do part time job. Then back to sleep. And none of them amused me, except the sleeping part, as it was the only medium of escape for me from the horrendous reality.