"Mom," I shouted at the top of my lungs.
But I could not see her at all. I thought I heard her walking towards me then, I thought it was just my imagination. Then, I heard footsteps and I started running through the forrest then I tripped and fell. The person following me had glowing face. Wait; it wasn't a glowing face, it was a light. A light held by a beautiful face.
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