Dreams And Reality
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"Shaun, my dad cannot find out about my cutting," Celeste said, crying. "He'll kill me."
Shaun gave her a sympathetic look. "I'll give you the help you need."
Autumn agreed.
~
Mom died but I dream about her. I dream about her beautiful smile and voice.
My dreams are different from reality. I live with my dad, swimming in dark waters.
Or maybe... My dreams are reflections of my reality or warnings from spirits... You Decide.
Dreams and Reality
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