Recently in my life things have gone from better to worse in a matter of seconds. It all started with the first dream, a dream of the future. Everyone had heard that dreams all have a special meaning you just have to look close enough to figure out what exactly. Well my dreams were all about death. Every night for weeks I watched people I didn’t know, never seen in my life, die. It never was a normal, natural way of death either, it was usually painful, and unnatural. I had no idea what these dreams meant, until I gave it a closer look. The dreams were signs. Signs signaling something was wrong, something I needed to fix but question was: What?
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Waiting for Regret
Teen FictionLandin Dolan was never normal, he had dreams of people, he didn't know, dying, since he was 13 years old. It was his job to figure out what each dream meant, and what he had to do to prevent it from happening. He never knew running into a person fro...
