All I remember is that a disaster happened; maybe my house caught fire or something, but Josh was there to hold me. I was even on the brink of tears. I had closed my eyes, but I could see the red of fire in the darkness, so I tried to turn my head towards his chest. My thoughts were, "He's my best friend. I can depend on him."
Then Jennifer, his girlfriend, wiggles her way in with a betrayed look on her face. I didn't notice at first and said, "Why don't you just hug me then?" But the anger on her face was unreal; Jennifer never got angry.
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My Head When I Dream
AléatoireThis is a dream journal of sorts. I don't actually remember my dreams that often, so we'll see how this goes.
