𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬 / 𝐣. 𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧

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y/n woke up in the middle of the night with tears in her eyes.

'this felt too real...'

she sat up on her bed, running her fingers through her hair.

she took some deep breaths, trying to calm down her fast beating heart.

y/n hadn't had a dream in such a long time, so this was such a surprise to her.

in her dream, everything was back to normal.

until it wasn't.

she saw herself in an unknown room; sasha and historia sitting next to her, eren sitting on a chair not too far from her and jean sitting close to her.

they were all talking and having fun, like they used to.

the only things y/n could remember from that unknown room was a blue bed headboard, and a warm, soft blanket she was sitting on.

her dream was nothing but frozen pictures. nobody was moving, but her.

she saw her and jean being close again.

she could see and hear herself smiling and laughing.

she could hear jean's distant laughter and voice. yet, she didn't know what he was saying.

all those pictures were colorful, until they turned into black and white ones.

all the good things turned into bad.

y/n saw history repeating itself.

she saw herself crying in her room and being in pain, again.

she saw so many bad things that had her wake up with tears in her eyes.

what confused her wasn't only the dream itself, but an angel number that appeared after every photo; 444.

she wasn't that familiar with it, but she couldn't deny that she saw it many times in her everyday life.

y/n drank some water, before she laid back down on her bed.

she didn't know why she had such dream. and she didn't know what it meant.

it was something that already happened to her, and since it did, this was the first time she had such dream.

'well, that was super weird'

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