Flash back

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Luis

The car was upside down, the turn signal clicking as I looked around.

"Father" instead of waking up on the hill or waking up at all the dream changed to a small room with peach paint.

I heard a door open and foot steps approach me, I was an infant in a crib, expecting to see my mother or father I saw a woman with short black hair, beautiful blue eyes and a sweet smile "how is my baby boy today?"

when she went to reach in the crib I opened my eyes and sat up straight. "who is that woman.." I tried to remember every female in my life from my mother to her sister and cousins and no one I could remember had that face.

I looked around expecting to hear cars or the leaves of the tree and was surprised when I was on the couch.

What did this mean? was she someone I knew or a dream of a mother figure because my mother died?

I grabbed the pen and paper next to me and wrote the dream down as clearly as I could.

"Your awake" mark said from the hall way "what's the matter?"

I looked to him "i..had a dream that seemed so real.."

"Well.. an accident like that is hard to let go"

I shook my head "it was shorter I called after dad and I didn't wake up after wards..and I was an infant in a crib...and I briefly saw a woman who didn't look like mom at all..she had short dark hair"

Mark looked away from me "it was probably nothing..." I looked at him

"But it felt so real...we didn't have a nanny that I can remember" mark took this opportunity to change the subject.

"Isn't it odd your not on the hill?"

I nodded "it's nice for once"

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