Third Person:
It was a freak accident that he saw her again. But, there she was, sitting on her flower bed, waving rapidly. She looks just like she did the day before. Her wand was resting peacefully in her other hand. As Marco jog towards her, the grass tickled between his toes and the sunlight followed him like a dog.
"Let's fight monsters!" She giggled efficiently while grabbing his wrist. That's when Marco plants his feet while pulling her back. Surprised, the girl twirls, facing Marco once again.
"What's your name?" Marco asked impatiently. He forgot for a second, that this was a dream. Even so, that didn't matter at that second. All he needed was a name.
" Oh!" She shouts " My name is- " Marco's eyes grew wide as the blondie stares back in confusion.
" Why can't remember it?" She stuttered. Her lips began to tremble and Marco could tell this wasn't a joke. What was happening? He thought. Marco's mind began swirling in confusion until the girl pulled his hand once more.
"Forget it...We have to fight monsters" She mumbled. Her face glanced upwards, all he could see was a plastered smile.
Why does this seem so real? When did I become a lucid dreamer? Thought Marco.
"Yeah" He responded " Let's go" She opened a portal;with her glittery scissor, and they stepped into a new adventure...
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" Marco you're gonna be late again," Said a sing-songy voice. Marco sat up on his bed, but the only thing on his mind was a girl with bluebell eyes and bubbly voice. It's just a dream, though. It's just a fantasy.
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The hallway was lit up in the normal teenager excitement. Besides that one part of the hallway where the stereotypical emos stood (Did you mean ME).
"I think it's time you asked out Jackie" Janna suggested a little too loudly. Marco was off in La La Land, almost tripping over himself and leaning against the wall.
"Who again?" He responded as he continued to walk aimlessly. Suddenly, Janna grabbed him by the shoulder, violently slamming him against a locker. Marco pretty much looked as if he was high.
"Come on man!" Janna shouts "Blue eyes, blonde hair?" But, that only triggered memories from his dream because Marco had the slightest hopes, that the girl might just be real. Of course, it's ridiculous. Monsters, dimensions, it's just his imagination. She's not real.
Author's Note:
I know lots of people enjoy POV's but, I wanted to practice third person. I hope everyone enjoyed their winter break!
Kiwii
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I'll Meet You In My Dreams
Storie d'amoreMarco Diaz was the safe kid, and he was totally okay with it. Until, he has a dream and meets someone. Someone that might just change Marco's life for the better. Someone that will give him an adventure of a life time... ^STARCO^
