Jimin: 20 August Year 17

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I looked out the car window. The sky was blue outside. The air was fresh. My mother and father sat in front, playing music. It was a happy picture.

I rolled down my window and stuck my hand out. The yellow Gingko trees outside were ridding themselves of all their leaves. They fell down like rain. I stretched my hand further out the window to try and catch a leaf. I didn't even come close!

"Jimin, you'll get hurt," my mother warned me. "What will you do if you get hurt? You won't be able to go onstage."

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The lights on stage were bright when I went on. I danced with my friends, feeling the deep bass of the music vibrate through the stage.

When we finished our performance we all smiled at each other, breathless. There was a flood of applause. We walked hand in hand towards the front of the stage and bowed. I managed to spot my parents in the audience, standing and applauding. They smiled at me proudly.

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I opened my eyes and was met with the sight of the hospital ceiling. Tears welled up in my eyes. I'd had a dream. I didn't want to wake up. I wanted to go back to that stage, that life.

I wanted to see those Gingko trees again.

No matter what I did, morning always came. My dream always disappeared with it.

a/n
Jimin's notes make me want to cry! HYYH is playing with my heart!

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