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It's just a dream El

Elsida lay on the bed as her mind replayed the sentence over and over again, her breathing shallow from her anxious thoughts.

Her mind raced with trepidation, and it came up blank for the hundredth time, trying to figure out who had been sending her the messages.

She had deleted the message and blocked the number though that did nothing to calm her nerves, she turned off her phone and started to count the boxes on the ceiling in an attempt to calm her rattled nerves.

After a strenuous hour, her nerves managed to calm and she drifted off to sleep.

Sitting next to the small campfire, Elsida listened to the drunk mumbles her classmates made as they danced the night away to the edm beats encompassing them.

Ever since she started at Luton prep, ninety-nine percent of the school population barely regarded her as anything, if they didn't murmur belittling words when she walked past them, they made it a point to purposely alienate her.

The 1% that regarded her walked towards her with blankets
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