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“Get up!” A hoarse voice interrupted Rosa's sleep before she felt a pair of rough palms gripping her shoulders hard.

It had to be a dream.

Tossing in her sleep, she turned her head in a more comfortable way before snoring softly.

It was a tough day for Rosa. She didn't know when she slept off at the table after putting on her thinking cap. Frustrated at the absence of ideas, she succumbed to a short sleep.

“Up!” The voice sounded again, angrier this time.

Maybe it wasn't a dream anymore.

She hates when her sleep is disturbed.

Mumbling a few inaudible words, Rosa stretched her tired bones before...