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Unfortunately I was very close to waking at this point and a good portion of the dream was lost from this point. The next thing I remember clearly is as follows:
We had arrived outside of her home and I could tell from a sort of residual feeling that we had gotten a good deal of strange looks on our journey. I kneeled once more as she slipped from her seat, exposing my back to the cool night's air. Unable to speak properly, I could only watch her questioningly as she stepped inside her home, standing in such a way as to express that I wasn't welcome inside. My eyes watched her still, pleading for an explanation but she offered none.
Instead, she shrugged lightly and looked to me. "This is as far as we go... You knew that." She said softly, carefully. The door closed in my face and I was left on her front step alone... I was still bound, still unable to speak and I remember thinking that the cover of night would help my journey home but that it would be... interesting nonetheless. Already though, my heart yearned for the girl who could see through me like glass, even if she wasn't real.
And this, my friends, is where I woke up. I hope this story has offered some sort of enjoyment and I thank you for allowing me to share it with you.
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