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Title: Dream Away My Mind

a fantasy book

Tags dream, away, my, mind, a, fantasy, book
Started: about 3 years ago
Updated: about 3 years ago
Category: Stories

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S: Volume 1

FC: Dream Away My Mind

1: This night was not like most nights, it was more like a dream. Many people were at my home, people from my past, people who i do not have the right to judge anymore. My home was my home but with another home, it was different. As i walked through the rooms they each had something going on. A boy played video games, more people talking to one another, more children doing things i do not recall. My best friend had called me and something was wrong. She was not allowed over and before i knew it she was there. Not on purpose-but she took her car and come to me. The next thing you know she is driving across a bridge and we are happy. The kind you feel when you are doing something bad but it feels good-and at the time it was, laughing and smiling. We were in my car but it was a convertible. Than before you know it her father began chasing the car and calling out to us, telling us that we will never get away. I guess in reality we never really will, we are bonded by love, fate, hate, and logic. Than though it feels like we are falling off the bridge, no longer smiling. The mood gone-bad, sour. The attention is diverted to the father. He is now falling off the bridge. He is stunned and is falling spread apart, his arms and legs hanging out like he is paralyzed. He than gets sliced in half by what seems like air itself, his body spurting blood everyone, coming from everywhere, still he is not affected-no expression. | We Will Never Truly Get Away