A nightmare
Adrian felt a fresh atmosphere from the air. Place with little lighting with many models of wood carvings. Wall displays that pay attention to the possibility. The rustling of walls filled with water bubbling up from the air from below. The fish surround it. Remind his memory.
"Adrea, come here!" called a boy from the swing. Two children ran after that, like a broken piece of action film, he was thrown from a garden house into a large forest. The boy shouted from above the pool, "Adrea!" calling out that name.
Then another call, "Adrian! Do not! "shouted at the figure of the boy. Adrian ran to avoid him before everything disappeared from the clouds.
"Brother!" Adrian's scream pleases him out of the dream.
A sigh of breath rushed from his breathing line. Adrian turned to the right and left where he was still in the room. The nightmare woke him up. Only dreams that repeat the past. Now everything becomes a dream, a dream until it becomes Adrian.
"Increasing age does not make you forget," he sighed after rubbing his face.
His hands still survive on the cheeks and neck. Think for a moment about how to go back to sleep. Finally he decided to get up from the bedroom and reset the alarm. At 4 o'clock in the morning, he was unable to continue sleeping.
Slightly turned toward the direction of Janice's suitcases. Seriously opening, he could no longer resist to re-open for the Suitcase. The dress he tried all night to replace his nightmare. Childhood remnants called others past. Adrian is serious if this feels fresh. Part of replacing changes immediately after that.
Again, Adrian noticed that his posture was getting smaller. Unlike other young men, Adrian has no change which means he is a man.
"If things are going to be easy, then no souls have been switched, right?" he said as if speaking at the spoken word.
"Yes, if I were you it would have been easy ... Brother ..."
Tears fall from the left side when viewed from the glass. What a mess. Adrian was very disappointing. "Don't cry, men don't cry." He comforted himself after crying.
Feeling relieved, he immediately erased traces of tears from the movement. "Bathing. I need warm water to get my head on."
"Adrea, come here!" called a boy from the swing. Two children ran after that, like a broken piece of action film, he was thrown from a garden house into a large forest. The boy shouted from above the pool, "Adrea!" calling out that name.
Then another call, "Adrian! Do not! "shouted at the figure of the boy. Adrian ran to avoid him before everything disappeared from the clouds.
"Brother!" Adrian's scream pleases him out of the dream.
A sigh of breath rushed from his breathing line. Adrian turned to the right and left where he was still in the room. The nightmare woke him up. Only dreams that repeat the past. Now everything becomes a dream, a dream until it becomes Adrian.
"Increasing age does not make you forget," he sighed after rubbing his face.
His hands still survive on the cheeks and neck. Think for a moment about how to go back to sleep. Finally he decided to get up from the bedroom and reset the alarm. At 4 o'clock in the morning, he was unable to continue sleeping.
Slightly turned toward the direction of Janice's suitcases. Seriously opening, he could no longer resist to re-open for the Suitcase. The dress he tried all night to replace his nightmare. Childhood remnants called others past. Adrian is serious if this feels fresh. Part of replacing changes immediately after that.
Again, Adrian noticed that his posture was getting smaller. Unlike other young men, Adrian has no change which means he is a man.
"If things are going to be easy, then no souls have been switched, right?" he said as if speaking at the spoken word.
"Yes, if I were you it would have been easy ... Brother ..."
Tears fall from the left side when viewed from the glass. What a mess. Adrian was very disappointing. "Don't cry, men don't cry." He comforted himself after crying.
Feeling relieved, he immediately erased traces of tears from the movement. "Bathing. I need warm water to get my head on."
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