Dream Catcher Shorts

Dream Catcher Shorts

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!!SPOILER ALERT. IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED 'DREAM CATCHER' YET I SUGGEST YOU DO SO BEFORE READING. SOME SHORT STORIES WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS ABOUT THE MAIN STORY LINE.!! I have a few short stories for my novel Dream Catcher that I wanted to post here! They're either past events or AUs (because half the stuff I want to write about would never be able to happen. Cue my sweet author tears). You can enjoy the sweet, beautiful fluff between characters that will literally never happen ever in the story!! Also you'll get to see my sorry shipping ass in full swing :^)) So enjoy the angst and fluff and everything in between that you don't get to read about in Dream Catcher!! Although... scratch that, you get plenty of angst if you read the story. Well, now you get MORE angst!!!!!!!!
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The first in the Gone trilogy. ❝People change. Memories don't. ❞ I had that one person. That one person who would be my brightness in the dullest of days (trust me, there were a lot) just by gracing me with his presence. The frown that was permanently etched on my face would always seemingly dissipate into the happiness I felt when we'd meet up, running into his arms like he was my safe place. Everyone expected him to have someone, but no one thought it'd be me. No one wanted it to be me. Looking back on it now, it seemed like a typical love story. Him, the kind and gentle-hearted boy and I, the rude and cold-hearted girl. He wasn't kind, he wasn't gentle-hearted because if he was, then he wouldn't have left. Without a word. His lack of words towards me doesn't mean that I'm left speechless. In fact, I have a thousand words wanting to just slip off my tongue right this moment. Just because he's gone. [HIGHEST: #122 Short Story- 28/07/2015] Cover by my dear friend John. Editing finished in Feb 2016

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