Author: Atarah Yvaine

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"Yes, Ali looks like her mom, right?" At first, I didn't see Ali in the painting but as I look at it fully, I finally see the great resemblance. The nose, the eyes and the shape of her face really resembles Alison.

"Yes, she is. I bet Ali will look the same if she's going to wear the same dress and hairstyle." I said amazed.

"Alison is a carbon copy of her mom. They also share same attitude."

We continue walking an I keep on admiring the old paintings. I think Ali's mom loves art.

We stopped in a big wooden door. She opened it and it led us to a big room. The curtains are blue and white. It is relaxing. A king size bed is in the middle.

"You can stay here. Across your room is Alison's Room. If you need anything you can use the intercom. Enjoy your stay and sleep Well" she left and I close the door. I throw myself in the bed and look at the ceiling.

I miss him.

I close my eyes because it really feels so tired and heavy. I want to sleep this feeling. Maybe tomorrow I will feel fine. I will feel just like I didn't met him.

But you miss him already.

No.

I don't.

I am trying my best to fight my own thought of me missing him before I finally enter the dreamland.

But even in my dreams it's full of him. How can I go on without him?

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