Every story has a beginning. Every story has a plot. Every story has a theme. Every story has an ending. Every story has its own morale values. Every story has an ending how bitter or sweet it may be. A journey of a thousand steps begins with a single one.
Its too late to turn back now. The storm is raging. It's now or never. Sometimes I wish I'd die in my sleep. Sometimes, I wish I had a portal and transport myself from where I am to somewhere else. Sometimes, I wish someone was out there guiding me and looking after me. Sometimes I just wished that I wouldn't need to endure this. Sometimes, I wished that the more I try the more I have confidence. Sometimes......
I woke up with sweat all over, breathing heavily. I'm alive. I thought back of that terrifying dream I had the night before. Devoured by some unknown creature. I do not remember the details, but still I felt that it seemed so realistic and at the same time terrifying. It was not a very good feeling. Still live goes on. No matter what I had just experienced. Getting ready for school, I dreaded the inevitable. Anything could happen after all. My fears heightened since that dream. What did it mean? What was going to happen?
The Dream... part 1
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