It comes to an end, another perfect day of my perfect life, my perfectly boring life. I close my eyes wishing to dream, even a nightmare would be fine, anything that will get me out of my boredom, but when I open them in a completely strange place I don't know if it's actually a dream. Is this a lesson to appreciate my life as it is? Or is it something else?
Rated: K+ - English - Spiritual/Supernatural - Chapters: 1 - Words: 5,499 - Published: 12/4/2016