Defying Gravity


3. Not a Dream

Silently, I flew

The wind gliding against my fingers

And suddenly, everything was gone

Yanking at my hands, I awoke to gleaming, watery eyes


"Quiet," a bruise on her temple and

Ushered me to the window

I didn't ask

Even at midnight, he was still awake

The sound of the gunshot still vibrated in my ears

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