Althea

A boy around 18 years just starting his youth,175 cm in height, with deep blue eyes that are shining like glass in the sunlight. Messy hair which he is adjusting again and again trying to make it look nice, but it's still cheating him to stand up like a horn on his head. He finally gave up, while still his eyes are glued to a girl standing a few meters far away.

She sat down, leaning against a tree, and closed her eyes. There is a basket of flowers beside her. The air is so warm and the smell of the autumn flowers filled the air with a sweet scent that she is enjoying it. He picked a flower from the bushes beside him and walked toward her with his shaky hands along with his trembling voice"Miss" he called

She opened her eyes and saw him while the shadow from the sunlight covered him.

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"Please run away from here, they are monsters they will kill you" the boy with his hands full of blood and teary eyes resting in her lap pleaded.

"No...no" she cried hugging him

"Kill her too" he heard the voices from behind

"Please Ru--" before he could finish his sentence an arrow hit her back, and she gasped

she looked down at him as another one hit her from behind

she smiled as a tear fell down his face

"Adya" he shouted and coughed blood as she fell down

"Woah, he is still alive" a man spoke

"Kill him," another man said

"yes sir"

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*gasp*

(The alarm is going off loudly)

Ah, shit. It's the same dream again. How many times does this make?

(she off the alarm and got down from the bed and set it neatly and walked to her wall. There are a lot of papers on her wall with a story on each and every paper)

Here it is. Cena and Adya's love story and death.

"Althea, breakfast is ready"

"Coming"

(she opened her wardrobe and picked a dress and went to the washroom)

I am Althea. 25 years old, working as a kindergarten teacher. My work is pretty simple if I take away the process of managing a group of children every single day. I tell stories to children.

If we keep that aside, the dreams are the ones that are actually bothering me more than the children.

When I was 18, On my birthday night. I got a dream. Two people met in weird circumstances. As days passed they slowly developed friendships and as more time passed they fell in love with each other. They both acknowledged it and just a few days later, they both died. Very tragically. It was a nightmare. I woke up immediately, but it was weird because I could remember every bit of the dream so clearly.