Dreams Gone
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Last published Wed, Apr 22, 2020
When i was younger i had a reoccurring dream of a blonde girl who held her hands out for me to grab, but could never reach her before i woke up. What happens when i get the chance to actually reach her? Will i grab her hands, or will i simply walk away?
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Blake Darkwood is a 18 young man living on his own after his parents tragically died in a car crash that left Blake with little to no memories of his childhood, the only thing he remembers is a dream about a girl with blonde hair hold out her arms for him. But what happens when the girl from his dreams suddenly shows up in his high School? Will Blake finally get to see what happens when he reaches her arms, or will the dream remain just that, a figment of times past?
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