Displacia

Onetime love was just a fortune, until something just wasn't, in a mind of displaced, grey misfortune, two teens discover the way love works is, by natural expectations, unfortunately there love is misplaced by toxicity, unknown lost dementias
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15. Dream fortunes five chapters..

Behind the, guy she doubted at first was the patient dream that she beloved was true, yet mysterious and lied about, it had somehow never left her?... He would be in real dream that, their souls belonged togteher.....

Derek was eager and, now maybe successful guy, he was creative and birds coukd fly and get lost...he build them as birds would soon be forgotten again?....

The night was stirred by, old past and forgotten yet, somehow related memories yet, the unknown was stil lost and known was, somehow placed in the middle of her mind, a yet again cool night ..

It relaxed and calmed her, a great and mystical force seemed real perhaps was fantasy but, the odd thing was it had it's realism too...

The first things by chance were that, a midnight dream or later one, or even a misplaced one forgotten then, a dream of ordinary ones, or maybe a bright sided one..

The ones that past however were still left in an empty cover story, they all went and didn't come too, yet the best story is never told, this perhaps was inbetween all of them...

The pigeon now lost, and forgotten had one wind and, a heart of steal magnolias, the ring of her chance with Derek...

Somehow the, patient and friendly love was, just a dream yet, a fantasy of unreal pa portions mixed up in a mind of the lost friend years ago....

Sandra's father forgotten was lived by next door, it seemed maybe the father she never knew was the cover story...

Behind the door, as if the fortunes were, a dream enough the man in the house, was on beach front...

Sandra began to look a weird mysterious future ahead, somehow the wingless pigeon was so real it reminded her of broken love....

Then over in her mind was just sinking in a array of the closets things aside the lost friend it taught her, love sank too. Sometimes, yet the year be 2920 and her future was ahead of that.... Some times waiting was best thing, but free time was too enjoy her friendship..

Birds flew a home and gave wonderful little crafted, bills of green money, starve enough that she wanted to see the home by beach on side, it was abandon one yet, it somehow was bird Nancy'shiding the side..

It perhaps was diary not anymore her father would leave her but, mind was somehow hostile and, free and wondering her own story, by now the pages that flew were mysterious written yet not clear yet...

Sandra came and, realized it be once again only a dream, but yet she was fatherless, and her next way of, finding out the dream of fortunes was to find and look at, that abondened home on beach next to her own mind....

Like any shore or beach the home was years ago.....2029" was just an ordinary year again, it seems love is just ordinary again..

Sandra flew up and, forgot the bird was gone and, the pigeon had lost his wings completely, just like the on aside her window, next she remembered some not all, in the next day the sun was there but, the clouds were apart of rainy day...

Waking up she, figure if her too, was to go and find the, forgitten mysterious story left behind, in fact was it a lie or truth...

Mind boggled Sandra, woke up and, her start was wonderful new day, yet the day was fulfilled with, yet another mysterious and left home within her own, not the dream a day without a friend or alone was better then nothing...

Apun looking her, cover seemed inked and washed in something, and she knew, that she never water it or dropped it, perhaps tears of lost dreams were on it.....

The, weird thing was Sandra never thought she cry, and her whole dream was yet to get better perhaps she, must know? Her own destiny it was perhaps in the again her father or friend that was, about to surprise her...???

 

 

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