Like no other

Like no other

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It's just a normal day. Every morning her alarm goes off at 6:30am, breakfast already made. Life is pretty easy for her, it's handed to her on a silver platter, wait silver is an understatement, let's rephrase that. She has life handed to her on golden platter. Let's say one day isn't like every other. No breakfast made, no one around. Kaylah Dream, surely does live up to her last name. But what happens when her home town is attacked. Does she find her loved ones? Does she survive the attack? Or will it all end in tears? What happens when a boy finds her hidden deep within the forrest? I guess you'll just have to continue reading to find out. XX Gypsy XX
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FORMERLY V D' YAVOL. For as long as she can remember, Dream has been... dreaming. Very vividly. She saw how her childhood dog died two days before he actually did, so she had plenty of time to prepare herself-her words. She's been to plenty psychologists and sleep specialists, but they all say the same thing. Nothing to worry about. So, her parents gave it to God. And nothing happened. She's grown used to it by now. She sees a face, sometimes hears a name, and then whatever happens to that person. Murder, the lottery, a death in the family, etc. You name it, she's seen it. She pays the dreams no mind because she can't control or stop any of them all the time. It's out of her hands. But on one holy night, she sees a man. Limping. Crying. Bloody. Yet this time, she can't see a face.

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