Thursday, April 8, 2010

Mist


The opaque mist clouded my vision as I try to navigate my way around the towering trees and treacherous roots. But I continue on, swatting the air and shuffling my feet. I had one thought on my mind, and one thought only, I must reach the castle. I felt something breathe on my shoulder. I froze, petrified. Then I awoke, frightened.

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  1. I had a dream once just like this! When I awoke because I thought a cold hand touch my hand. Spend two hours awake, until I became sleepy again and woke the next morning asking my parents if they had came to check on me in the middle of the night mistakenly touching my hand.

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