I've been tracing back to the psych course I took last year. I borrowed a couple books, in hopes that somehow I could blame these dreams on something else.
But they've only concluded what I've already predicted.
These aren't dreams. They're memories. And somehow ... it connects to you and me.
YOU ARE READING
Out of Ink | A Short Story
Short Story❝What if he didn't leave ... what if he disappeared?❞ highest rank: #27 in SS 1st place for Best Tragedy in the Crystal Awards 2016/2017 2nd place for Short Story in the Crystal Awards 2016/2017