Dreams come true
Once upon a time, there was this girl about 14 years of age. She was a normal girl, with dreams, like yours and mine. And her name was Rachel...
She's an orphan, as all the children in the building. Around this time was the only time of day she could get for herself, and it was the time she chooses to write in her journal. So here we find her, on her bed, writing about a strange dream she had the night before.
"I don't remember much about this one, just like all the others. Beautiful flowers, and the brightest sun ever. The strangest part of this dream, was that I remembered a boy, just a little older than I. green, green eyes. Smile like the sun itself, and…"
"RACHEL! Come down here and set the table!" she was interrupted by the owner of the orphanage, Mrs. Needham, and was forced to stop writing. Rachel roller her eyes at the sound of her voice, and at the same time shut her journal.
"Coming!" she yelled back as she got on the floor. She removed a lose floor board from the floor that opened a small compartment where she kept most loved possessions. There she placed her journal, closed the box, and placed the floor board back on.
"Rachel, we don't have all day!"
"I'm COMING Mrs. Needham!"
I just stared to write this story, half of this story is part of a dream of mine. lol