- A Dream -

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Today I've been to the beach, it was a beach with rocks and pebbles. I went this morning with my family, or at least, a part of it.
We put our stuff in a "not that much" hidden place, behind some rocks, there were no elder people since there were only two paths. Walking trought the water keeping the hands up in the air or crawling down a very vertical path.
We all went into the sea, diving from high places, even my two little cousins, and swimming a little bit... but this is not the point. That night I had a dream and in that dream there was a girl, a girl that looked a little bit like one of my classmates when I was very young, but with my same age.
I remember only one thing about that dream... we both look each other in the eyes and out of the blue, she kisses me. It was one of those very good and pleasant dreams. Even tho, I don't usually like dreamimg, since it's all fake.
But, going back to the beach after a good dive, I saw this girl, she was short, and I really like short girls, they are very cute. But after the body appearences, she had one thing that cought my eyes... she matched with her, with the girl I dreamed about that night... since then, I looked at her, hoping to not being creepy at all and maybe get her attencion. I don't like stalking people, but I couldn't stop looking at her. I didn't really looked at her body the hole time, I really liked all of her.
She was three, three and a half meter away from me. She was alone.
I was with eight member of my family. Behind us there was two or three groups of teenagers. But She was there, alone in the middle of this little place. You may ask where all this "thing" is going to end, what's the point of this. Well, I don't really know it either. It as been just a day since I didn't see her. I don't know if She really looked with interest, like "I like him" or "Is he watching me?" Or even "Who is he?"
I don't know, I really don't know...
But, the only thing I really know Is that when She was gone, I felt something, something kinda strong. I may lost someone, I may lost an opportunity to ask her name, or even, ask her out maybe... but I'll stay here for another six days. Who knows if I'll ever find her again.
I feel like Dante now, and she is my Beatrice.

Damn...
What A Dream.