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Dreaming With Eyes Open

Dreaming With Eyes Open

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Published by Mahlatse Mokone
Lucky Strauss is a young woman who decided to move from a small town to a big city.
Having endured pain and loss, she's more than ready to start life anew. But what will happen when a handsome and mysterious man turns it upside down?
Lucky Strauss is a young woman who decided to move from a small town to a big city.
Having endured pain and loss, she's more than ready to start life anew. But what will happen when a handsome and mysterious man turns it upside down?

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Published by: Mahlatse Mokone on Dec 01, 2012
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1. Waking UpLucky POV
Walking through the streets of LA surprisingly had a calming effect on me. Thestreets were buzzing,
it was spring break but I couldn’t bring myself to care, but 
then again I never did care about such things. I smiled to myself. As I thought about it more often, moving to LA was the riskiest and probably the best decision
I’ve made yet. It’
s been a year since I left the small town of Raymond inMinnesota.
I will never forget the look on my family’s faces when I told them I
wanted to travel halfway across the country to a city as big as LA.
My big sister wanted to come with me but I couldn’t 
let her, her whole life was inRaymond, besides this was something I had to do by myself.Jenna and I have never been separated our whole lives, me moving was tough onboth of us.The horns of cabs on the road snapped me back to reality,I was just around the corner to my apartment. I enjoyed walking, it gave me achance to let my mind relax for a while and not worry about anything but makingmy legs move forward.I turned the key and opened the door,
“Home at last” I muttered to myself 
.My apartment was not bad for a 25-year-old single woman.
2 bedrooms, a bathroom, kitchen, lounge, and a dining area, it wasn’t much but it 
was my sanctuary.
Over the last 3 months I’ve really put more
effort into redecorating it, choosingthe apartment was an easy decision.It was open, lite, modern and cozy at the same time, just the way I like it.After a nice long hot bath I grabbed my take away and made my way to therecliner by the large window in the lounge.The view of LA was not bad from where I was sitting.I closed my eyes and let my mind wander again,
“I’m so proud of you honey” said dad, pulling me into a tight hug after the rain of 
graduation caps was over.
“Aren’t we all? Well done little sis” 
“Thanks Jenna” I said giving her a hug too
“Where’s mom?” I could swear she was with them a minute ago
“She ran back home, she wanted to make sure everything was perfect for your graduation party” Jenna chuckled. Knowing very well that the thought o
 f a party annoyed me.
“Someone kill me now!” I said hanging my head, that request was a lost cause
“Oh don’t be so dramatic, it will be fun you’ll see” dad flashed me an encouraging
“Fine” I sighed “but you’re borrowing me your car for a whole month” I warned him
“Yes ma’am” he said trying not to laugh at my failed plan
“Come on guys! We don’t want to be late” Jenna patting her foot impatiently 
“Yeah heaven forbid that we should be late for our own party” I said with deep
sarcasm,This time we all laughed as we made our wa
y out of the school’s hall 
My eyes flashed open at the sudden pain in my chest.
Its been awhile since I’ve felt pain since I moved here, sometimes it felt like it 
was gone completely, but it would creep its way back in and stun me when I least expected it.
When I didn’t 
feel pain, I didn’t necessary feel happiness either.
 My high school graduation was one of the best memories I had, a time when lifewas less complex and harsh.A time when I was a happy teenager; eager to start conquering the world.Everything changed 2 and a half years later, I was in college when my father wasdiagnosed with cancer. It shook my whole family; I for one was completelydevastated.
I couldn’t believe this could happen to one of the most sweetest and loving men
on the planet, but then again when was life ever fair?Dad went on with life as if nothing
happened, he didn’t want us to worry about 
him or treat him differently. But I could see that he was putting up a façade for
mom, for me…for my entire family’s sake.
 When he grew
weak to the point where he couldn’t get out of bed anymore, I felt 
absolutely helpless.My father was dying right in front of my eyes and there was nothing I could doabout it. Somehow at the back of my head I kept hoping an angel would fall fromthe sky and cure him, or for him to jump up and say
‘Just kidding!’ 
When he died it felt like a part of me had died along with him, his death was hardon everyone but I took it the hardest.He and I were close, he was not just my father; he was my friend, my idol, myeverything.Our family mourned him but in time they all started to accept and move on, helleven my mother appeared to have moved on, but meI was stuck.Even now watching the bright lights of LA I wonder if 
capable of moving on.I felt tears sting my eyes, but this time I made no effort to try and prevent themfrom streaming down my face.
“I miss you dad
” I whispered, wiping
myself up and headed to my bedroom.

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