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Oscar
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"Wake Up! Wake Up! Wake Up!"
I wake up, heart pounding, drenched in sweat from a terrible nightmare that I have forgotten now that my eyes are open. I have no idea who was trying to wake me.
Should that mean something to me?
I look around my tasteful bedroom in grey and blue and everything seems normal. Well normal for the past 18 years anyway.
I swing my legs out of my kingsize bed and exit the bedroom to find the bathroom. This is painted in off white and has grey and blue tiles. The strip light comes on automatically and I stare at the face looking back at me, dark brown curly hair, ocean blue eyes and a ton of sweat pouring off my forehead. The remnants of the dream. I swish cold water over it, hoping to cool it down.
I trot downstairs to my ample kitchen taki
