hitmancrewzz
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I remember it exactly, 14/03/22. I dreamt of a girl with short, medium-dark hair with brown streaks in her hair. She was sitting on a sofa in a living room that I don't recognize to this day. She opened her arms, looking at me while giving me a warm smile. 'Come, come, love. You've had a difficult day, haven't you?' That sentence and her melodic voice have been engraved in my head to this day. I don't know why my face felt wet in that dream, like tears. I tried to move in that dream, but my body kept moving toward her, until I buried my face in her neck and hugged her. That mysterious girl barely hugged me before she started whispering things I never understood. It seemed like she was speaking another language, a language I don't know at all. I woke up when the alarm went off. Sweating and confused, confused up to this point.