His green eyes glimmer under the light of the moon, his blonde hair flows with the cold wind of the night. He's right in front of me, but at the same time, we're not in the same place. It's like he's faraway, and I can't reach him. I want to hug him, kiss him. But I don't know who he is.
-We should stop this. It's getting nowhere. And... You know we can't... In that moment I wake up, overwhelmed by the surprise of such a dream, known as a nightmare.
I'm on the floor. It's cold. I look around and, on my surprise I see a puddle of blood. My stomach hurts. The blood is mine. I get up and run, I hear footsteps and I run even faster than before. I'm tripping. I can't believe how it hurts! I just hope I'm lucky enough to find a great place I can call home before dying. How could I, alone in the dark, leaving all my blood behind, live to find that one on my dreams... If I don't even know who I am!