Chapter: Dream hike

> Hell ...... it's too bright! <
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Reluctantly, I opened my eyes. The lamp on the ceiling of my room shone in its unnatural white light. I didn't like this light because it woke me up from my most beautiful dreams, morning after morning. I straightened up and let my gaze wander over the floor of the room. Apparently I didn't really feel like stowing my clothes neatly the previous evening, because they were scattered around wildly.
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"Get up! I need help with breakfast."
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That was my mother. Each time she marched past my room on the way to the kitchen to tear me out of my dreams. She was a pretty woman in her prime, and despite her irritating habit, I liked her very much.
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So I jumped out of bed against my will. Still slightly dazed, I trotted into the bathroom. On my way to the door, I grabbed a few things from the chairs or the floor. I didn't care what I picked up there.<br />
When I got to the bathroom, I stood in front of the mirror and looked carefully at my face. My hair, which was pretty messed up, fell over my eyes and I had to tame the stubborn strands with some clips. When I looked at it in the morning, I saw a few small scratches on my cheek that I didn't have yesterday.
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"I slept restlessly," I muttered to my reflection in the mirror.
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After a long shower, in which I was amazed at not a few bruises, I finally went to the kitchen to help my mother.
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She really had her hands full, because with me, my three brothers and my father there were six of us in our small suburban house.
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One by one, the rest of the family arrived and they greedily devoured their breakfast, which my mother and me had put so much effort into preparing.
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Finally it was time for school. A horrible thought and I shook my head violently.A short time later I hurried up the stairs to my room, grabbed my school bag and was almost outside again when I felt the need to turn around again. I looked back over my shoulder, saw nothing that would have surprised me, except the terrible chaos, and raced off towards the front door.
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However, behind the curtain on my window I had missed something ...
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School was boring as always. I didn't have many people with whom I got along well and that's why it was difficult for me to get through the day.
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Some even gave me a wide berth, because I had the reputation of a weird sixteen year old girl with weird hobbies and the most terrible character there is.
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I had no idea how these rumors got started. I was really no different from the others and I didn't look repulsively ugly.
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I looked down gloomily and realized that I wasn't wearing a bad outfit.Drowsy from sleep, I must have collected the right stuff from the floor. I wore wide jeans with holes on the knees and thighs and a black tight turtleneck. My hair was loose and a lot over my shoulders. Oh I hated that black hair for whatever reason. So I strolled across the school yard until I got to the classroom.
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During class, I stared out the window and watched the birds wrangling in a cherry tree over the ripe cherries. 'Strange I haven't even noticed that ...' I thought again, a little tired. In the last two weeks I was noticeably often totally exhausted and took every opportunity to relax.
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Slowly but surely, my head sank into my arms and I fell asleep in the middle of class ...
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I jumped up nervously when someone poked me in the back from behind. I turned around and was about to shout what it was all about when I saw who was beating me up.<br />
A little girl about four or five years old borrowed me with a stick in her back. She looked a little slender ... she was wearing a little red suit with a strange mark on the chest. Her hair wasn't very long and jet black, just like her eyes. When she noticed that I was awake, she smiled at me.
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I was a little surprised about her, because what was such a little girl doing in my class?
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I turned my head forward again and was startled again when I saw where I was. I was lying flat on my stomach in the middle of a meadow. There were some trees all around and huge fields spread out on the horizon. I was totally ecstatic and sat up quickly.
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I looked down at the little one who was still grinning.
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"Who are you?" I asked still very confused. "Where am I actually here? And why the hell am I lying in the middle of a meadow?"
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I would have loved to take my legs in my hand and just run away.No idea why. Maybe hoping to hit a road or something.
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"My name is Pan." the little one beeped at my feet. I looked down at her and couldn't shut my mouth.
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Suddenly everything went black around me. I felt like I was falling when a familiar voice broke through to me.
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"Mizuki! Mizuki you will probably wake up !!"
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"Yes mom, I'll be right there," I growled.
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There was already a roar of laughter. I shot up and looked into the laughingly twisted faces of my classmates.
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My teacher didn't think it was that funny, because her little eyes narrowed to even smaller slits. I almost bet she'd jump at me to give me a proper opinion.
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"Oh no, how embarrassing," I thought and turned bright red.
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That day was one of the worst of my life. Or so it seemed to me.
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As soon as I got home my brothers greeted me.<br />
The smallest of them, Kito, was the first one around my neck a lot. He adored me as a big sister and I liked the feeling I got when he looked at me with his dark brown eyes. As if I was something special ...
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The two twins directly behind him were very different. When they needed me, I was the dear big sister, but when I wanted to rely on them, I was often disappointed.
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I trotted up the stairs, greeted my father briefly, who was writing one of his novels in his study, and then went straight to my room. I tossed my bag in the nearest corner and dropped onto my bed with a loud sigh. I lay there for a while, staring at the ceiling.
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I didn't notice anyone was in my room giving me their full attention.
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I had the feeling that I had to look at the window. But I was too tired ... way too tired.<br />
'Strange' I thought before falling asleep one more time.
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I woke up shortly afterwards. Something hit me hard and I straightened up. There she was again. The little girl who called herself Pan and was smiling at me again or still.
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I rubbed my eyes and hoped it would go away when I got a clear thought, but it didn't. On the contrary, she began to babble cheerfully.
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I didn't want to listen to her, so I looked around again. Then I was sitting on this huge meadow again.
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> What do I do now? <was the only thing I could manage, because my head hurt like hell.
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I looked back at the little figure who was pulling and pulling like crazy on my sleeve. I accepted it and got up. Slowly she padded ahead and I, no idea where I was and who I was in front of me, ran after her. After a few minutes it finally stopped.I felt like I had run for miles. The small piece of forest through which she led me gradually thinned out and gave a view of a clearing on which a small hemispherical house stood.
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The little one pointed her finger at the house and then ran towards it.
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I wanted to follow her, because I finally wanted to find out from someone what was happening here when my eyes closed as if by themselves and an oppressive blackness spread.
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A warm breeze ran over my face and I opened my eyes, still slightly foggy. To my surprise, someone was leaning over my face so close that I could feel their breath.
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I gave a short scream and crawled a few inches backwards. I didn't know this figure. And crouched on the head of my bed. > Gosh, I'm back home. Was it all just a dream? <
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Suddenly the stranger laughed and looked at me. His eyes were green and unkind.He wore a black coat that reached to the floor and had silvery blond hair. I didn't see it exactly. And at first I didn't care, after all, he was standing in my room and I really didn't like that.
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"What do you want from me!!" I snapped at him.
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Again there was a short laugh and I felt slightly ripped off.
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Then he opened his mouth to answer but didn't say anything, because at the same moment my brother Kito tore the door open. He stared at me like I was out of this world.
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Amazed, I had averted my eyes from this stranger and looked at my brother, but when I noticed that it was only him, I quickly turned my head to the side again.
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But the room was absolutely empty. There was only a small piece of paper at the point where it was just standing.
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Kito was now walking through my room, carefully avoiding the clothes on the floor. He always did. Shortly before my bed he stopped and looked even more questioning than I did.<br />
> It must look totally weird the way I sit around here, <I thought and jumped out of bed. I almost sagged again. My legs didn't want to stand right. I felt like I was after a hike. I picked up the piece of paper from the floor and examined it carefully.
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There was a little note on it and I read it half aloud to myself.
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You're the one. I found you.
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In shock, I dropped the note again. My heart was racing and I didn't know why.
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Kito picked up the piece of paper with interest while I stared at the wall.
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Suddenly he tugged on my sweater. I looked down at him and he handed me the paper.
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"Can you read this?" he asked me.
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"Of course I can ....."
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I broke off in the middle of the sentence because what was on the slip of paper was suddenly written in a completely different language. I had never seen symbols like this before and I was getting more and more restless.<br />
Kito got