The dream

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I woke up sweting from the same dream:The acident of my parents and a little boy.
"Who is this boy?What relationship does he has with me and my past?"

I got out of my bed and went to the kichen.Trying to relax I went out for a walk.
I felt a weird presence so I turned back to find nobody.
-Is someone there?-I asked
No answer."It might had been just my imagination" I thought and decidet to return home.

As i returned home I was thinking about my dream and that boy.While thinking I felt aslep.

-Come back home,y/n.
Come back.
-Who are you?
-You have to come back.

I woke up terified."Come back?
Come back where?Who is this boy?"
Trying to calm myselfe I noticed
that someone was in my window.
-Who is there?-I asked terified
As soon as I said that he desepierd.

"Who could had been?What did it want?"I was scared thinking how long he was there or that what he could had done.

"Relax y/n.Relax.Nothing hapened."As I calmed myselfe down I went to the kitchen
to prepare diner since it was late.

After eating I had a long relaxing shower and falled aslep.

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