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Twisted Dreams
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Ongoing, First published Jul 04, 2015
"Mom, go to the party," I encouraged. "I'll be fine."
My mother looked at me doubtfully. Then she sighed. "Just refrain from falling asleep, okay?"
Dad walked toward mom from behind. He grasped her shoulder. "Our daughter's a lucky one. She'll be fine."
Me? Celine Yu? Lucky? Nope, no chance.
Time: July 2014

"No, no! I've never been afraid of dreams." Ellie said. She glanced out the window. "But the thing is, that dream . . . . It was slightly twisted."
"A twisted dream, eh?" Her neighbor mused. She looked down at Ellie. "You've got quiet the imagination."
Time: August 2015

Two girls. Two dreams.
Are their dreams real? Or is it simply a game formed by imagination?
One girl meets a dead end. One girl will forge a path to the truth.

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