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A classmate of mine back in class 1 called Lorida and i were having a chat..... she was a matured version of the 9 year old girl i had been classmates with. I started to wonder how i got there and right then, when my logic started kicking in, i woke up. It was a dream. A surprisingly vivid one. I checked the time by my phone and i found that it was the third hour of the 13th December of 2014. The hunger made me fresh and i went to the kitchen to help myself with something to eat. I fried a couple of eggs with the sunny side up and had it with a cup of strong coffee... i thought about the night before and realized that i had slept at 10 and so i went back to my room hoping that id get some more hours of sleep. Spending the day will be a pain with just that 4 hours of sleep. I drifted off quite fast. To my utter amazement, i found myself in the same dream. This time, i knew that i was dreaming. The converation that followed was even more shocking. Why did you leave so suddenly just like that? She asked with a tone, i couldnt tell if she was hurt or irritated. Im Sorry. i mumbled, im very confused.... im pretty sure im dreaming but could you tell me why everything is so vivid and real? I mean i can even think and reason like im awake. Not again! This is the third time you are asking me this same question tonight. You dont remember everything i explained before at all? No i dont. I remember dreaming this dream with you in it vaguely but i cant recall our conversation although i remember we had one. i guess ill have to do it again.... this time, you seem to be quicker in gaining conscious of the dream, i dont think you will forget. First off..... i was wandering about in the Dream Valley when i spotted you,i remembered you vaguely... i followed you and found myself stuck in your dream. Wait, Dream Valley? What are you talking about? oh right, my bad.... i.. umm.. i forgot to mention im dead.... what? im dead,.. she looked so sad the sight sent a prick to my chest. She broke the silence with her story, when we die we wake up in the Land of the Dead. I dont remember dying but i know i died because ive already met deceased relatives there. Okay, so the Dream Valley is a spot there where the living sometimes come by dreaming...... --------to be continued.
Posted on: Sun, 14 Dec 2014 07:00:06 +0000

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