Byron made a wonderful dream. In the dream, he returned home. Mom and Dad were waiting at home. When he came back, the mother rushed up and hugged him to comfort him. Dad stood aside and smiled on his face. My brother went downstairs and said to Byron: “I finally came back and waited for you for a long time.”
At the end of the dream, Byron suddenly woke up and woke up to find himself on a soft couch.
He opened his eyes and slowed down for a while before he realized that he was just dreaming.
I am not dead?
There is some jitter underneath.
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