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Tamantha was asleep. Her dream was mostly silent, but she could hear music in the background. She tapped her foot, looking around at her environment. It looked like a town, but it wasn’t Silver. Still, it was so familiar. A town of her childhood. To be honest, she hated the place. Not because of bad memories, although they were there, but because the people were generally ignorant, as they were many places she’d lived. Even so, in this dream she felt comfortable. Tamantha wanted to lie down and dream. People walked around her, not noticing her. Someone then hovered over her. She opened her eyes to see a blond boy, someone she’d liked for a long time. Her first love, although she hadn’t seen him since the fith grade. She had only know him for 2 years, and like everyone else, they weren’t particularly close. It was so odd how she still harboured feelings for him. She frowned, wondering, “what if I didn’t move?” She cried out as a person on the street finally stepped on her. "Excuse me?" the boy said. "Excuse me!"
Tamantha jolted awake, her head hurting. She squinted, looking up at the person in front of her. Suddenly she sat up straight. “Oh my gosh, I’m sorry!” The service at this library was horrible!
