My Dream

I had a dream as I slept. It was flashes of scenes and images of white rooms that looked like a hospital. There were people on computers looking at pictures of.... I couldn't tell. Then I saw an image flash of a boy about my age walked up to me and put his hand on my shoulder. He said something but there was a voice of a women instead.

"Wicked is good" the voice was saying.

"Everything will change," I kept saying this over and over, until I woke up.

-end of dream-

I shot straight up in my bed "Everything will change!" The second I made a noise the three boys rushed into the room.

"What happened, are you ok?!"

"Everything... change!" I was mumbling the same thing for some reason I felt so tired I fell back down on the bed below but kept eyes open. My dirty blonde hair in a mess.

"Med-jacks! Now!" Alby yelled to the boys outside the door. I was shocked and confused at the dream and what i had said. I tried to calm down. I was probably freaking the boys out. I started to blink to snap my self out of the dream.

"What was that!" Newt walked into the room. "What happened!"

"I think she's fine." one of the med-jacks said. "It was probably just a nightmare. She will be fine" I was breathing really hard and sweating from my forehead. It wasn't a nightmare, that's for sure. Maybe it was a memory.

"I'm ok, sorry" I muttered after Newt came in.

"Hey, are you ok." Newt walked over to my cot as I sat up.

"I just said I was ok, OK?"

"Ya I sorry for caring" He said in his British accent. Then he got up and walked away. Boys are so... ugh.

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