I don’t know where I am but I feel like I have been here before. Nothing looks familiar but my instincts don’t fail me. Why did you bring me here? I see all the young kids playing in the streets and loud music playing something I cant seem to comprehend. It was a different world; the people were really poor but yet so full of happiness like a big family all in one. We turned on the corner and stopped in front of a small, bright blue house with the greenest grass I have ever seen in my life. I sat and stared thinking, “Where are we? Who lived here? I wanted to know so much more of this place but I was afraid of wanting to know more. Am I dreaming or is this fake I can’t tell but it feels so real. I saw faces that I think I knew but I was not sure. I got out the car and walked closer to this bright blue house that was the brightest in this street…

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