I was on a large tropic island in what looked liked a beautiful white house with a large balcony facing the ocean. There was a war going on all around me. Men were shooting all around me. The wind was blowing a gentle breeze that made my white and blue sun dress move under me. All of the sudden, my cousin Adam appeared next to me. He said he needed me to fight and handed me a gun. Our enemies were moving towards the house quickly. Adam was shooting at the fiercely. The gun Adam had given me was a sniper rifle. I turned around, not facing our enemies, but facing the house. There was a mirror in front of me. I looked into it and pointed the gun back toward our enemies. Without looking at them, but into the mirror instead, I pointed my gun and focused directly began to shot. Men were going down left and right. Adam praised me for all the good shooting I was doing. I then noticed a beautiful unknown solider. When I shot, I missed. He didn’t go down. He kept coming towards me. I ran into the house and locked myself inside. Two other people (a man and a young woman) that I didn’t recognize were sitting on a couch in the sun room of the huge house. They were talking amongst themselves when I shouted rather abruptly that I knew I what I needed to do. I closed my eyes, let down my dress, took a pocket knife from out of my purse and pressed it against my stomach. I then began to pray to God, asking him what path I should take. As I prayed, my knife moved against my bare stomach. The knife cute into me but I didn’t bleed. It only made out a red symbol. I asked the two unknown people to look at what I had just carved into my stomach. They said it was a picture of a house down the beach. I traveled to the other beach house immediately. My mother was there with her car. In the car was my baby sister. My cousin was standing besides the car. All of the sudden, a large war jeep came crashing in. I looked inside the window; it was the beautiful unknown solider. He was trying to crash into my mom’s car, trying to make it explode. I placed myself between both cars and with unknown strength, I stopped them fro colliding. The unknown solider limped out of the jeep. He looked hurt. He struggled towards my cousin with a knife. I ran over to the solider, cry hard. I bent down and grabbed his legs. I told him how much I had missed him. I struggled up to stand. I looked him in the eye and began to hug him. To my surprise, he hugged me back. He embraced me with his warm and caring arms. The sun started to set, and he kissed me. The kiss was tender and passionate. Everyone else around us disappeared. Now it was only me and my unknown solider. We walked away into the sunset. That’s when I woke up.
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