I was running. Running through what seemed likea forest. There were two other girls running beside me.We were all laughing witch made it hard to keep ourbalance. There were other footsteps behind us. All of oursurroundings were starting to come into focus. Therewere tall trees, big, green shrubs. The footsteps weregetting closer so we rounded a huge tree trunk stillgiggling and dove into a bush. I just realized that I waswearing a white dress. It was beautiful. We heard thepeople stop right in front of us. I decided that I was goingto jump out and tackle them. So I did. Tackling the guy tothe ground wasn’t that easy but I did it. We all eruptedinto hysterical laughter. I was staring into the mostbeautiful eyes. They were blue-green with grey specks inthem. “Hi my name is”-he was cut off when I woke up.Damn it. Why does that happen every time?“Eden!” I heard my mom call up the stairs. I took aglance at the time and it was twelve- o -clock in theafternoon.“Eden!” she called again this time coughing like amaniac. I told her to stop smoking but she says she willand never does. I got changed faster than I ever had.Racing down the stairs to see why my mom had wokenme from the most awesome dream that I was having. There were two people sitting in the armchairs closest tothe front door. An old man that I was guessing was aboutforty four years old and a young boy about the same ageas me. He was really cute. Tall, muscular, chocolatybrown eyes witch I couldn’t stop staring into.