I could write stories about my dreams that would make a person’s skin peel from their bones.
Kimberly RaiserMy heart nearly stopped. I could feel my pores open to release what sweat I had left.
Kimberly RaiserIt was like one of those dreams where you can’t move your feet as fast as you want to, or one leg is longer than the other. I’ve had lots of those.
Kimberly RaiserShe was the image of her mother, only in a pint.
Kimberly RaiserThis place was already affecting my brain.
Kimberly RaiserTara flashed a 'look' at me. I didn’t like it very much. It made me feel---small.
Kimberly RaiserMy imagination was going wild, and that troublesome part of me didn’t care.
Kimberly RaiserShe had a wild imagination, and sometimes she could fool herself.
Kimberly RaiserI had a dream about candy canes and dolphins.
Kimberly RaiserShe looked so happy, so content, so beautiful. Her long brown curls swept around her face at every turn. I loved the way she would always get a strand of hair caught just over her nose so she would have to brush it away with her fingers.
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