obviously it's outside but I don't know why I'm there. There's leaves in my hair and under me, must mean I'm laying on the ground. --

Waking up I try to put it all together, what I can remember at least. Laying on the ground, in the daylight, surrounded by leaves. Is the--

dream at a forest? That's the best though. But laying down? Maybe I was tired and just resting, or injured and fell, or maybe just taking--

the chance to look up and enjoy the feel of the sun. After being underground so long that last one seemed like a better possibility. --

For a while it was those same flashes over and over, playing on a loop in my mind almost. Then another detail was added. I fell asleep --

and knew that I was going to dream that again. I didn't expect to suddenly feel the weight of something, someone, on me as well. --

At first it scared me, wondering that maybe it was someone on me to hurt me and thinking I was remembering when I was hurt finally, but --

that wasn't it, the details didn't match. I dreamt it for about a week or so, every time it felt more real. Then I started to feel the --

sensation of someone running their fingers through my hair. That's when I realized I wasn't remembering another ordinary dream. I don't --

let just anyone touch my hair. It's someone with me in the dream, above me and holding me. I can't see his face, but he feels strong. --

He feels like security, at least it's how I dreamed he feels. I wake up wondering who it is and if 'he' is even real or just something I've-

I've dreamt up to distract my mind. He must be just something I dreamt up, that's what I tell myself. Because, if there really is someone--

wouldn't he care that I can't remember? Or am I remembering something that wasn't good and he's taking this chance to get out? No, he's --

just a dream. He's just something I'm dreaming at night, the dream of me and a boy in the woods surrounded by leaves.

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