I swear! This house that I used to live at is still haunting me! And I didn't fully realize where exactly I was until I was talking with an old friend who lived across the street from me and shared my birthdate.
It felt like home so I really shouldn't be complaining, but this home was a mixture of other homes I've either lived in or played in- so there were windows facing out to the front (but in reality I know they would have been covered by dirt) and I was hanging out in the basement with my sister. We were doing something but I remember looking up and across the street to where Valerie had lived. I could have sworn she had gone off to college/moved out, but there were more vehicales in a newly expanded driveway. And I saw her get out and move across the street to greet the neighbor who lived to the left of my house. The next thing I know I'm talking to my parents about the neighbor who lived to the right of us (how they had so much parking space and yet continued to park in front of our house- a familiar real life event where I live currently) when Val decides to cross the other neighbor's yard and she gives me a huge hug. I mean I haven't seen her in almost 10 years and it looked like a lot has changed. Normally she's a sporty looking person with her hair pulled back neatly- but she looked like she had lost some serious weight. She whisper to me "I'm sick" and I started waking up. I don't know if this is true to life or not, but I'm hopping not.
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