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My head, my goddamn head. Heat radiates from my temples and my breath just makes matters worse...
Under these covers that hide me from the real world, do I let my emotions corrupt my mellow mask.
Hidden as you would call it, hidden from the real world to avoid judgement, pain, loss, agony... Maybe even happiness.
I don't like to think about it much so I just stick with letting it all out. Its the only thing I want to do. Its the only thing I can do.
"Mineru, wake up," Just ignore it. It'll go away."you know u need to at least speak a bit. The doctor said to!" So what.
The doctor doesn't know anything, anything at all.
A sudden shock zips through my whole body as the warmth of my covers fly off of me. "MINERU! NOW!" I jolt up and act as if I was asleep the whole time.
"Inori what the hell!?" I choke on the last syllable before I can finish making her
feel guilty.
"Dont play this game Mineru. I know it sucks to have to be in this condition but maybe its for the best. Now you wont have to
loose your life on the battle grounds. These things happen for a reason..." Pfft... yeah things happen for a reason, my a**. Her voice trails off into what the doctors call Dream Land. Yes, Dream Land were there's no activity going on there zero activity... Zero...
By the time I come to, shes flailing her arms about and yelling about one of her crazy conspiracies, but as always, I stare up at her with a puzzled look.
I suppose she thinks I was listening to her whole lecture on how things are better off this way. But she quickly gets zoned out again as I remember my dream from last night.
I was stranded. I hate being stranded or lost. But this place wasn't normal. Strange essences of light and energy floated up into the air. Up, up and up. Wheat fields rustles around, hasting into a comfortable position, as if it was all hope.
A powerful wind blows the wheat till it flies out of the ground, only to be replaced by snow. But once the snow is settled in, a small silhouette figure arises out of the crystal white blanket, only about 50 meters away from me. My eye sight focuses in on her as well as possible. And... I notice it was a little girl. probably 9 or 10 years old. She said something, I know that for sure.
My head starts throbbing with excruciating pain and shoots right through me and I give up on remembering my dream. Cant be that important anyways.
Dreams, sounds like a weird name to name something as to what I visualize at night. Sounds too happy but I cant really call it
a nightmare either.