"No. I don't. I don't live here. This is a dream. Right?!" I turned to Miranda in panic "right?!" She had a sad look in her eyes and I knew the answer "what about my dad?! My family?! I'll never see them?!" They didn't reply. I slowly crouched down, then laid down, I could feel tears running down my face as I curled up into a ball in the dirt. This isn't real I told myself over and over again. I felt furry arms around me as fox man picked me up in his arms, I didn't care, I wanted to go home, I was broken and it was taking a while to find all the pieces.
I guess I had fallen asleep because I slowly woke up on a soft custom thing on the floor. It must have been the middle of the night because it was dark in the room. I saw fox man in the corner of the room, he was snoring lightly and as my eyes adjusted I could see he was drooling in his sleep. he looked adorable! I slowly got up and walked over to him, it was freezing and there where no blankets so I slowly laid down next to him, he was warm and soft. After awhile I slowly fell asleep, listening to his breathing and his cute little snoring sounds.
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FantastikWhat of your dreams could be real? Would you trust them? What it reality could be fake? Would you wish it wasn't? What if you could choose where to live? And the only words it took where I do
