Last weekend someone took me and said "Come on, we can go there". I asked "Where?" but I realised that I was talking alone. Then I forgot it, but this was awesome. I remembered the boy who took my hand and I said again "Where?" but I was just alone again. The days were like hours, but one day the boy was in my bedroom again.
I asked again "Where?" but he told me "Shhhh, don't talk, listen" and he started singing. He just said "Follow me".
It was awesome! There were a lot of boats there. We were in an island. All the things were perfect. The sea was light blue, the trees were green and there were a lot of flowers! I said "I love this place" He said "I'm from here!" I couldn't believe that. I shouted "What?"
He said " Please, don't shout. I'm from here!" There were trains. "Come on " he said "let's play with the trains! Let's have a trip at a magic village, do you want?" "Of course" I said. "I like trains!"
But when we played with the parrots, we fed the ducks, we picked some flowers, we took photos of us and of the village, when we playd with the small cars, there wasn't anything to see. When I opened my eyes, I realised that it was just a dream. I asked again "Where?" and I listened a voice "Don't you remember? Trains, photos, ducks, tickets? These aren't memories. These are just a present of me." said the voice. And now I live with a ticket of a small car, the food of the ducks, and some pretty flowers.
Nadia Makri
C Senior
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