Every night I have a dream that my life is so much different from the one I have now.
And every dream is almost the same, but different things happen.
Same friends.
Same big house.
Same school.
Every time.
Everything in my dreams are the same.
But it's not like my actual life.
I have no friends.
I have a small house.
I don't go to the school in my dreams.
I don't even know the people in my dreams. Only my mom, and brother.
The dreams started a few months ago.
After I woke up in the hospital from falling off my bed. I don't know why.
And the dreams are so real.
My life in my dreams is just so perfect. My dreams are how I want my life to be.
But I'm starting to think...
Are the dreams just dreams...
Or...
Is my life right now.... Just a dream?
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