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This particular morning as I woke up I remembered the dream that I had had. It was fresh in my memory and I was sure that I must have had it shortly before waking up. In the dream, I was walking down the street that led to the trench across from Hooman's house. Even though I always went there on my bike, this time I was on foot. I was walking towards the trench, in fact watching myself do so from behind. Next to me was a blond girl walking with me. She had braided her and was wearing daisy dukes which I thought was very gutsy of her. As we approached the trench I asked her what her name was.


“My name is Becky Thatcher,” she replied.

We walked a little further and then my mom called me to go to the store and buy a broom. I told Becky to wait for me and I hurried to the store and back. Even though I had made it in record time she was gone.

That morning after we had breakfast I asked Ardi to come to the trench with me. He refused, stating that there were stray dogs there. I either convinced him or forced him to go. I went up and down the street (that day and many others afterwards) trying to find some kind of sign of Becky's existence but I found none. I even gave a physical description and asked a few random people there if they knew anyone somewhat similar. No one did.

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