Anya

This must be my dream. 

I must be sleeping with my eyes open right now. I try to feel things like the Converse on my feet stomping on a familiar road, the leaves on the trees beside the sidewalk, the soft hair of the person beside me. She turned around, a bit tense. “Sorry!” I whisper a squeal.

“No no, it’s fine!” She whispered as well. “I was just surprised, that's all.” 

I continue to giggle and turn around. Finally a heist! A run-away! Something so exciting to ever happen in my life!

I look back, too happy that I sometimes forget that I’m with Sadie. I ran back...