I could see the bedroom, mum's bedroom, and I was watching myself, lying on her bed... The light was on, and i could see myself curled up and all alone. It was a sorry sight, a view filled with such loneliness and sorrow. I don't know how I felt the loneliness, but it was there, ever pressing, ever growing and engulfing me as I lay there on the bed...
I opened my eyes, and it was pitch dark... Horribly, horribly dark.
I was dreaming again...
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