Chapter 8

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This was a dream not a daydream. I found my self waking up in my room but it was in my old room at my old house. a purple room with pink lace going around my room. then my cat walked in on his back honchos like a person. "Kitten!" I said.
"Really Lydia you know that I don't like that knick name." boots said in response.
i got up and walked over to him and picked him up "boots when did you learn how to talk and walk?" I asked him.
"I don't know." he said in response.
"Ok then." I said putting him on my soldiers and walked toward the stars. I walked down stairs and herd more talking.
"How are we talking and standing up?" I herd a voce say.
I ran to it and fell on my knees and started to cry "loocie your alive!?" I said in happiness.
"What ever do you mean I'm not deed." she said. I feel back into reality and started to cry because I missed that dog so much

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