The next day I woke up feeling funny. I always have the same dream. Its always about the thing. My parents. Although I never see there faces theres always a shadow or hood.
The dream is me in a cradle/cot with my parents looking over me.
The only thing that makes me question if they are my parent anymore is a new detail that hasnt been in any of my dreams before.
And that is that my mum picks me up and cradles me in her warm loveing arms.
Then my dad tickled me he was so gentle but i turned and saw that he had a hook for a hand. I looked at my mums face still covered with the hood then looked at my dads face also coverd with a hood.
Then I woke.
Then had to go to school. So I slowly got out of bed and got dressed in my uniform. My uniform is green. The went to school.
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The Lost Child
FanficGiddiens past self creates a portal witch is to transport everyone to storybrooke Hook and Emma protect themselfs and there new child but the baby gets pulled in despite there effots this is 8 years later.
