“Sonic…I-I love you. Please, just please, don’t leave me!” I was looking at a bloody Sonic behind a transparent glass wall. It was sad to look at him, and pain kept coming to my heart. “A-Amy, I’ll be okay. I’m safe here, with you. Just don’t wor-” he didn’t even get to say the rest. Gun shots sounded, I closed my eyes, and them, BOOM! When I opened my eyes, thankfully, I was back in my room, and it was just a dream. I sighed. Just thinking of that dream almost made me have a heart attack. I went to the bathroom to get some water, and looked in the mirror. I just didn’t seem the same, I was pale, and my eyes were getting watery. It was almost like the dream really happened; I was actually crying. I gulped the water down, rubbed my eyes, and went back to bed. Hopefully, I would get a good night’s rest for the next five hours.
“Tweet, tweet,” the birds woke me up at seven o’clock on the dot. While I was putting on my clothes, I just remember the dream. I called Sonic just in case to see if he was okay. “Oh uhh, hello Amy? It’s you right?”