Dream Scaper's Daughter
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Última publicación mié, nov 23, 2016
Have you ever had they same dream once? Twice? Four times? I've had the exact dream seven times in a row. But on the seventh time a boy from my school appears in my dreams.
He tells me something that I don't understand. So obviously I think that it's part of the dream.
But when it starts to effect my life I begin to realize that he was actually, physically in my dream.
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