I woke up the next morning completely disoriented. What did I just dream? Was that real? No, it wasn’t real, it was a dream, a dream, and nothing more. I sat up on my bed and shook my head back and forth a couple of times before standing up to go to the restroom. I got dressed and brushed my teeth before even having breakfast, which was very much unlike me. I was eager to see when I got outside if I would feel my way to Damien’s house, but if I were going to walk, I needed something to boost my energy, I have no idea how long I’m going to be walking. “Good morning Abby,” my mom greeted me as I entered the kitchen. “Morning, mama,” I greeted back. “Did you sleep well?” She asked. “Yeah, weird dreams, though. Very weird,” I shook my head as I recalled everything, including my dream when I napped. “It’s so
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