I make it to my bed with alot of struggle. I lay in it on my back staring at the celling.
You know, I may not know where I am or when I'd leave. But I think its best I make memories. I dont want this wicked world I've been born into the stain my soul with bitterness.
I've made friends, and I know I am not just some random kid. My love for family and my zeal would bring me out of here. I just know it. Fate won't abandon me. Not when I have scores to settle and a family to get back to.
I close my eyes as I let the comforting arms of sleep wrap aroundd me...
I open my eyes and I find myself in a red dress but still on my bed. My vision clears and I find Desmond standing before me.
"What are you doing here!? " I question in alarm.
"You called me here. " he replies.
"I did!? " I q
