Dreaming
Him
Alianna's POV:
I saw him again. In my dreams. He wore the same shirt, the same pants, and the same shoes. He had the same smile and laugh. I can hear it ringing in my ears. It feels so real. I don't know his name. I just know what he looks like. Today I was thinking about him. I felt my cheeks burning up. I stared at the ground thinking of what it would be like if he was real. I mean he couldn't be. Right? He was to good to be true. I mean he was a gentleman and as sweet as ever. Yet, at the same time he was funny and sarcastic. He could make me laugh in my dreams. No one except my best friend Abby could do. As I was walking I all of a sudden felt a body ram into me. I fell and landed on my bum. " O my gosh are you okay! I am so sorry!" I looked up to see him. The guy from my dreams standing in front of me. He stared at me for a few minutes until I heard girls screaming. He shoved a piece of paper in my hands and ran screaming that he was sorry. I saw a whole mob of girls running to where he ran.
Notes
I am sorry if this was a little ordinary.
