She collected her stuff. She didn't have much: a broken old brush, a little worn notebook, and a book her best friend gave her but she never read. She checked how much money is left, only few coins. She hopes they will be enough to buy a new book; she knows she won't read the one she has as usual. She took a deep breath and put her palm on her heart shaped necklace. A look at her dream catcher, and now she can sleep. They shall be enough to protect her from her dreams.
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