The little girl from the closet. My parent's didn't understand her, my grandmother did. She never felt the need to inform me that my friend didn’t exist; Nani sensed that I knew it.
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Stories From subconscious
I remember waking up one morning, after binge watching Harry Potter on Pogo, with a dream that was so vivid that I could remember the whole dream with no blurriness and the exact details. I saw my school turning int...