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Follow Your Dreams
Suspense顺梦行
Huyan Smida
"This must be a dream! I can't wake up now..." Suddenly, I felt a hand being held by a cold but soft thing, and then it was shaken vigorously a few times. A small hand full of scars and bruises tightly grasped my right hand... The girl's face was pale and haggard, and she was emaciated. She stood beside the bed and stared at me blankly... Judging from her height, she was only eight years old at most. Then, an unusual but somewhat familiar musty smell entered my nostrils on a breeze... I broke out in a cold sweat... My head also started to lose control... After I woke up for a while, I realized that "this may not be a dream"...
"This must be a dream! I can't wake up now..." Suddenly, I felt a hand being held by a cold but soft thing, and then it was shaken vigorously a few times. A small hand full of scars and bruises tightly grasped my right hand... The girl's face was pale and haggard, and she was emaciated. She stood beside the bed and stared at me blankly... Judging from her height, she was only eight years old at most. Then, an unusual but somewhat familiar musty smell entered my nostrils on a breeze... I broke out in a cold sweat... My head also started to lose control... After I woke up for a while, I realized that "this may not be a dream"...

Follow Your Dreams
Suspense顺梦行
Huyan Smida
"This must be a dream! I can't wake up now..." Suddenly, I felt a hand being held by a cold but soft thing, and then it was shaken vigorously a few times. A small hand full of scars and bruises tightly grasped my right hand... The girl's face was pale and haggard, and she was emaciated. She stood beside the bed and stared at me blankly... Judging from her height, she was only eight years old at most. Then, an unusual but somewhat familiar musty smell entered my nostrils on a breeze... I broke out in a cold sweat... My head began to lose control... After I woke up for a while, I realized that "this may not be a dream"...
"This must be a dream! I can't wake up now..." Suddenly, I felt a hand being held by a cold but soft thing, and then it was shaken vigorously a few times. A small hand full of scars and bruises tightly grasped my right hand... The girl's face was pale and haggard, and she was emaciated. She stood beside the bed and stared at me blankly... Judging from her height, she was only eight years old at most. Then, an unusual but somewhat familiar musty smell entered my nostrils on a breeze... I broke out in a cold sweat... My head began to lose control... After I woke up for a while, I realized that "this may not be a dream"...