Tossing and turning, struggling with all my might. Why can't I do it? Why can't I? I open my eyes and slam my pillow to my head and let out a weak scream. I get up, look into the mirror and stare into my eyes. What's wrong with me? I examine my face from top to bottom. I look completely normal. But why? I hop back into my comfortable bed which smelt like a sweet strawberry. I close my eyes, and begin to drift to sleep. Time to try again. With an unpleasant scratching to my door, I wake from my sleep and shuffle on to my feet in a panic. Scratch, Scratch. What is that? I slip on my soft and fluffy slippers and leap towards the door, creasing it open just a crack. Then a head sticks in the crack, and pokes into my room. Wow, it was just valentine (my black cat) She looked up at me and began mumbling "can you dream yet?"All Rights Reserved
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