Lies and Harsh Reality

Lies and Harsh Reality

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The girl with the brown hair ran. I couldn’t tell what she was running from, but I had a feeling, that whatever she was so anxious to get away from, had to be dangerous. I wanted to help her but I knew that I was of no use. My legs felt like lead, and I was paralysed, forced to watch, what soon could be a crime scene. All of a sudden the girl’s head whipped around, and for the first time, I clearly saw her face. A gasp slipped out of my mouth because the girl now standing before me was me- or I was her. And as I was trying to figure out the meaning of all this my alarm clock went off, forcing me to slip out of the world of dreams, and back into harsh reality.
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