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I had a terrible dream.
The dream was actually my most terrifying nightmare by far, where my mom destroys my sketchbook, that I love and cherish, and spent so much time on the drawings in it. I know it sounds selfish, but drawing is my life. It felt so real when I was dreaming, but when I woke up, I shook it off like it was nothing. I remember I felt so livid, and had so much rage, that I won’t forget that one anytime soon.
So today my teacher was playing Pandora with movie theme songs. So i'm just sitting there and a new song comes on. With out thinking I go "wait, isn't this Bella's Lullaby?" and everyone looks at me like I just shot a man. How the hell did I know that? And why did my brain decide to say it out loud? I do NOT for the love of cats, emo boys, and trampolines, like Twilight.
