The dreams started 6 months ago, after each one I'd wake up drenched in sweat. I wanted her. For 6 damn months I keep dreaming of a girl, I can swear I know her even tho I've never met her. I feel like I've known her all my life. You know it sucks craving someone that you don't even know exists. Sometimes late at night after I wake up I get out my sketch book and draw the same picture the last thing I see in my dreams. It's of the girl holding her hand out, so close I swear I could grab it, so I could save her from what came next. But I never could I was never fast enough. "Gabe! Get your ass down here breakfast is done." Screamed Alma "Grab your dad while your at it"
