I had a dream that felt so real. A dream that I remember of how weird it was. I was sleeping and all of a sudden I woke up lying down in the middle of the alley. I got up slowly and wondering why I’m here. It was a dark night with no stars shining light. But there was a sidewalk light on next to the building. There was a house with a gate where you can enter. It was suspicious because the alley I was in is close from where I live, I usually walk through there for shortcuts when I walk home from school. My sister never let me take that path because it seemed suspiciou. I was looking around as I started recognizing the place. Then, I heard someone scream my name. Someone that I know from the past. I saw him. I remembered that face of his. We both ran up to each other happily. From there I knew he changed and realize what he did wrong. I gave him a big hug. He was about to tell me something until a guy in a red sweater. He was wearing the hoodie on where I can hardly see his face. It was pitch black.  He pulled out something that we didn’t expect for it to happen. The guy took someone from me that I loved. After, the guy in the red sweater ran away. He fell into my arms crying in pain. He was telling me how scared he was to go. He wasn’t ready to leave. I told him how much I loved him. Tears were coming down. I felt heart broken. I woke up from that. I was happy it wasn’t real but at the same time I was scared. Tragic things happen because it’s reality.