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  It was just another wonderful day. I was sitting on the same bench, feeding doves.

  It was time to go home so I stood and made my home.

  I stopped myself when I saw a beautiful and small bakery. I decided to go inside it.

    I was thinking what to take with me when a dove came flying in front of me. Poor thing it had been trapped, I tried to catch it. When I caught it I went out of the bakery and let it fly free. That's when I saw a person I hadn't seen in a while.

John.

He had a different hair color, though. A green color, I laughed to myself, of course he dyes his hair a lot.

"Hi!" I greeted happily, he seemed a little confused but he just smiled, waved at me and continued his path.

"John!" I tried to call his name but he wouldn't answer. He continued walking, I followed him.

"I think you're looking for another person" he said politely.

"No, I talked to you about a week ago. You're John, but you had red hair and you were really rude" I was really confused.

"Ohh, I think I've met that guy. But I'm not John" he was talking to me really sweetly.

    Was I going crazy?

"How many times have you dyed your hair?" I asked.

"This is the first time" he said touching his green hair.

"This is bull**it"I said to myself, he listened of course.

"Well, I gotta go. I'm Chris by the way"

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