Part 8

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Where am I? I stood alone in this savanna I think that's what is was and the sun was setting. Weird. It was midnight when I fell asleep last night... how could already be evening just when I woke up? Suddenly, this teenage guy came running up to me. He looked at me with his brown eyes. He seemed to be worried, maybe even lost. I looked away at his sad eyes. And just when I turned away, my surroundings has changed to a whole new level. I appeared to be in some type of town, one that looked like my old hometown. It was bright and glowing. BUT not in a good way. By bright I mean there were BRIGHT GLOWING FLAMES torturing the houses that had never done anything to these violent furious flames. My eyes were filled with horror but for some reason... I was clam inside. The teenager ran inside the house that somewhat reminded me of my old house. Then, he came back out holding a photo of what seemed to look like a family photo. But this was photo was no ordinary one. It was MY Family Photo! My eyes were lying to me! They had too! I mean I NEVER met this teenage boy in my life and how in the world would he have the nerve to saving that photo. I shook my head and as I blink once more, the whole scene faded away and I had somehow teleported to the ground. I got up and was back to the place I was before I had slept and had that bizarre dream.

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