Prolouge She was running in the field, barely knowing or caring where she was going, or what she was doing. That is, until he reached for her to pull her back. She mouthed. ‘Help’ before she shimmered once- twice- three times- and dissolved. That’s the best way to put it, just mist. Before anything could happen, mist. Chapter one: I had a dream Sometimes I think all i’m ever doing is trying to convince myself i'm alive. That’s what it started (and ended) with. /’Stupid book.’/ He thought, flinging it across the room. /’All she wrote in here was that, and I thought she was drawing.’/ he rolled his eyes. She was always drawing in that book, barely even looking up from it to talk! His eyes welled with tears. Or if she was even real. Who knows? She could have just been a dream. A dream.
Hi guys im working on this, so any hate comments will be reported Table of contents: Chapter one: I had a dream 2: I had everything I wanted 3: Sometimes I think all i’m ever doing is trying to convince myself i'm alive. 4: working on it
