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My Old Town Boy

My Old Town Boy

EroticaNymph

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You are just like a dream that can't be seen, clearly You are like an air I can't touch I wish I had a time machine when we first met each other. That time was so peaceful like a cemetery. When I first saw you, you are under a Mango tree reading some books. And I was thinking and hoping that I am the one who will be yours until the end of time. But sadly there are such things that can't be ours. I accept that even if it is so hard. I admire you from afar until now but today, I maybe this is the last because I will be back in my world. I will be back in the real world where the pain is real and the world where my old town boy does not exist anymore.

Chapter 1 UNANG KABANATA

Same place, same people, same scene, and also the same man appears in my dream every night.

Is this normal? or does this means something.

I was thinking about that dream the whole day. I was so curious and also I tried searching and asking my mom about it she says.

Maybe that dream that keeps on appearing has something to you. You have to find out what it is.

This is paradise. A lot of flowers, tall trees and plenty of fruits.

I was walking silently on this road until I saw a man from afar he is under a mango tree.

Reading some books. I run and hide near him.

I was silently admiring him. It starts from his tantalizing eyes that is busy reading the books. His reddish lips are inviting.

Who is this man? He is a standard. And I was sure many girls likes him. Even me!

I laughed softly when I realized that I never praised a man even before. This is the first time.

When I was about to unhide from where I stopped and get stunned that he is now in front of me.

Oh oh

I think he hears me laughing?

WHAT'S THE MATTER, MS? he asked.

I stuttered and was so nervous at the same time. I didn't expect this. I felt ashamed.

NOTHING MR. I JUST NEED SOME FRESH AIR. I excuse

OH OKAY, YOU CAN SIT HERE INSTEAD.he offers me to sit in the area where he reads books a while ago. I mean under the Nara tree.

NO, I'm FINE HERE THANK YOU. he just smiles and goes back where he sits.

When I was about to talk to him again I felt a sudden pain in my head. It hurts like hell. What happened.

My vision gets blurry and the last thing I saw in him.

I was catching my breath when I woke up.

I shake my head and decided to take a bath to ease the strange feelings I felt about that dream again

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