Kristen

It’s the new sound girl from the club Kristen. She looks at you with a sleepy smile, her grey eyes twinkle with mischief. Her medium length brunette hair tussled but still shines in the light coming in the window.

When you turn to look at the little girl in your arms you see she has the exact same color eyes as Kristen, but your nose and hair. The mixture of features makes your heart skip a beat. You feel love swell in your chest as somehow in your heart that this is your family and everything is right.

As you feel Kristen’s hand on your cheek you turn to face her. Just before you kiss your alarm blares to life.

You sit up in bed and look around. You are back in your familiar bed at your parents’ house. “It was just a dream?” you ask the empty room. As you sit and try to shake the feeling of loss that being awoken from the dream causes you your mom yells that if you don’t hurry up you’ll be late for school.