Violas in deep sleep not awear of her surroundings just knowing shes still breathing.She jumps up breathing hard she feels another presence near not afar.The door closes she steps out of bed shes ready to be apart of any tragic moment to save her mother.She opens the door.The rays of a bright light blind her she looks over the stair case and down to the table.The table is set.What a beautiful sight in her appearance.She looks down all dressed in a marveless white lace dress.Without of a sight of family she carried on down stairs.She called out saying is anyone here.More than 5 voices appeared.It was a family dinner.She heard one last voice of someone special she heard the voice of her boyfriend.Viola runs down stairs to find it wasnt her boyfriend it was just a thought.A memory risen from the dead.
She wakes up to her door slamming.
It was just a dream she recalls now a dream that will never come true nor be happy.........
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Fallen rose petal
PuisiThe worst parts of life happen.They say it happens for a reason.Theres always a mask behind every thing ,a bandage to cover it up but underneath that bandage is a scar.Viola is speaking not I.
