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It was perhaps the first dream I remember, science was little. (4) I remember I was (5) in front of my grandmother’s house, I was playing in a sand pile in the house in front. I was not alone, I was with a friend of mine called, Yalienis. (2) There was also another boy playing with us. But I couldn’t tell who it was. (3) It was probably nine in the morning. We were playing cowboys, and I got shot and fell in the sand. Everything felt so real, I felt the pain in my heart even though I was asleep, and when I fell, I felt that I was dead, but I could still hear everything at the same time. I do not know how it happened, but, suddenly a yellow light appeared and I could see it through my eyelids, all I heard was a voice; a voice that said “You’re not dead, it’s just a game, I will tell you and you will know when you’re time comes.” I got up and stopped playing, than I sat down in the sand, and I wondered about what just happened. After that, I looked back and I was all alone, there was no one, but me. I got up and walked towards a fence that was like ten feet away from me. As I walked towards the fence, I noticed that the fence begins growing thorns. I was going to touch them, but as soon as I put my hand in them, they disappeared. Everything turned out to be so grey and slow. I turned around and found myself in mystical garden. (2) Everything was mysterious. The garden was full of greens, yellows, oranges, all kind of vibrant colors; it did not only have colors, it had all types of exotic birds. I was sixteen or seventeen years old at that time, and had a long white dress on; I was barefoot. Nevertheless, you could not tell because the dress covered my feet, I had my hair down and some of it covered part of my face. I was standing in the entrance of the garden, and all I could hear were birds chirping, some of the birds where in cages. As soon as I walked in, birds started appearing from all around the garden; this was a wonderful place I had never seen

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