Dirty Me/Stop here
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| + | You think about the dream you just had, about a shadowy figure taking off your clothes, and blush slightly. | ||
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*[[Dirty Me/What was it we were doing again?|What was it we were doing again?]] | *[[Dirty Me/What was it we were doing again?|What was it we were doing again?]] | ||
*[[Dirty Me/I am still mad!|I am still mad!]] | *[[Dirty Me/I am still mad!|I am still mad!]] | ||
*[[Dirty Me/Ok, maybe it will be fun, but I am still not happy|Ok, maybe it will be fun, but I am still not happy]] | *[[Dirty Me/Ok, maybe it will be fun, but I am still not happy|Ok, maybe it will be fun, but I am still not happy]] | ||
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Current revision as of 08:13, 15 April 2014
You stop here, the light so bright it blinds you.
You cannot see, and with no sounds it is even creepier.
The whole world seems to have disappeared. It is just you and the light. Blinding you. Pitiless. Merciless.
Your world shakes once. Twice.
The third time, your eyes finally pop open.
"Hello sleepyhead," your father says above you.
"We need to leave. Mom is already waiting for us in the car."
You think about the dream you just had, about a shadowy figure taking off your clothes, and blush slightly.
