March 29, Saturday, 3:23 pm
I had a dream last night.
I dreamt that I never met Austin.
I opened my eyes (or I thought I did) and I was taken back to when Ava sneezed right at my face.
No one laughed so I got angry at Ava and we became enemies.
Then, I went to our classroom door, I opened it and I was taken to 3rd grade.
3rd grade was when I hosted my first sleepover.
No one came.
I watched movies all by myself.
Suddenly, I was taken to my high school freshmen year. I was a loner. Nobody wanted to talk to me.
And I wake up.
But, dreams are just dreams. A made-up story of our brain. Why would it create something like that?
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Savannah's Diary
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