The Dreams

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"Sweetheart, wake up." my mom said. I got out of bed, put on my slippers and went down to breakfast. "Hey son. I don't know how to make breakfast, so you mind helping me?"    "No problem Dad. You know you have to crack the egg open before you put it on the pan right?"I told him. "Oh, right." My dad said as he took the eggs and cracked them open. "Maybe I should do this." Mom said as she pushed my dad out of the way. Then she whispered into my dad's ear. I could only hear a few words. "We have to tell him. You're right, I'll tell him right now." My dad turned to me. "Son, there is something we need to tell you." I leaned in closer. "You're a -CRASH!!!! That's what I heard. A man in a mask crashed into our house. He knocked me down to the floor. Then he turned to my father. "Leave now Flash, or I will kill your son!!" My father rushed away with some kind of red lightning following behind him. Then he and my mom were gone. The man in the mask turned to me. "Young boy, how old are you?" he asked me. "T -ten." I answered him. "Well, ten year old, your life is about to be wrecked." And with that I woke up with a scream. "Adam, this was all just another dream." I say to myself. "You are a 16 year old boy who lives in an orphanage in Idaho." I reminded myself. That's when I got out of bed for real.

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