“You should be careful next time Jian, okay?'' My dad told me when I got bruises by running so hard.
“Yes, daddy. I promise,” I stated and endured the pain of the fresh bruise I had.
“Let’s not play that kind of game again, Jian,” the boy that I am with always told me.
I smiled at him and we played a different game and right now I can’t feel the pain of the bruise I have. All I feel right now is the continuous happiness and love that I feel for the people who surround me.
I open my eyes and I feel so cold. I touch my neck and my forehead and it states that I have a cold right now. I am still staring at the ceiling thinking of the dream that I had.
Four years have passed since I dreamed about my father and right now it has come back. the sea helps me to be with him until in my dreams.
