"Why do we dream? It's just a preview of the never." Amalia said quietly.. her glasses tipping off her nose like an avalanche. She pulled it back up, then looked back down. Her eyes looked less happy, little sparkles falling down slowly. Diana was such a dreamer back when she was little. Ever since her parents died, her dreaming and love for astrology has died down with her parents. After that fire, oh, so bad was that. Diana was just 10, she surivived gladly, but to no prevail, her parent's; the opposite. Running away from home at 15, she made fake identities, hiding her true self. Her life was a fake. Her new identities, or new friends; Monica and Amalia "ask" her the same question, "Will you ever be YOU again?"All Rights Reserved
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