Ylona's POV
My head definitely hurts as I am trying to open my eyes. And to my horror, the sun is already there to add my burden into his heat on my eyes..
I struggle to take my back on the ground as I lift my self into a seemingly long sleep..
Sleep..
Sleep..
In the ground of a park beer the monkey bar and the acacia tree.
Dear, the morning aches me,
It makes me struggle..
Is it all just.... A dream?,
Is it true or was just a dream?
YOU ARE READING
Maybe in another world
Science Fiction"guess you really can't force yourself into being mature, unless you've been press into something that will definitely change you and will keep you eyes open.".. like HER.
