it was just a dream

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         Charlie felt like everyone had abandoned him. His friends he knew since birth never valued his choices so they decided to do things that didnt involve him. His boyfriend didn't even love or care about him. His own father, whom he grew so fondly of, never said he was proud of something Charlie did. Charlie's classmates(mostly the girls) were trying to take away his boyfriend. Depression had foreshadowed Charlie and he could no longer be the happy person he was. Some people enjoyed his company but others despised him, in fact they hated him. Everyone he knew was too busy to even notice that Charlie left a long time ago. He headed for a place where he thought he would be happy. He stood by the ledge but he wasn't going to jump for it was a special bridge. This was where he met everyone. He goes here alot to think and sometimes cry. Then he heard some sort of vehicle coming and then everything went black. When Charlie woke up there was a liitle girl who wanted him to follow her. So he did. She led him to an opening that looked vaguely familiar. It was the park Charlie lived next to. There was a little boy that looked like Charlie. He tried talking to the little boy but the girl said he couldn't hear him. The little boy kept walking until he stopped by a bridge. He looked like he was lost in thought. The little boy heard something and turned around. Charlie turned around too. There was a car that collided with the boy. He wasn't breathing. There was blood everywhere. "It was an accident." Charlie heard one of the drivers say. There were children that showed up. They looked like the little boy's friends. They rushed over to him and they were crying. They gave him a hug and he moved a bit. He was breathing! The little boy's eyes opened and then Charlie simply woke up

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