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Possibilities (14)

“Yeah.” I sighed. We fell silent, contemplating the strange occurrences of the day. The whole thing was surreal- things like this didn’t happen to normal people! I mean, Cirrus had taken off before, and I’d fallen off before, and I suppose I would have been knocked out with a rock sooner or later in my life- but everything afterwards…

I sighed again and wrapped my arms around my knees, turning my face up to the stars. Framed by the leafy foliage of the trees, thousands upon thousands of lights glittered down on me, illustrating the vastness of the universe. Each star, I thought, is a possibility…

Chris snored, and I looked at him, startled, to find that he was asleep…

Which possibility is mine?

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