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Iris turns in her sleep, Jodie sleeps beside her, in her dream Iris is a 22 year old teacher again and Jodie the 15 year old student at the boarding school, that night when Jodie crept into her room and her bed, what are you doing here? I'm cold and lonely, you can't come in my bed, I need to be with you, you can't Jodie you'll have to leave,   I want to be warm and not be lonely, not here, must, no, yes, Iris opens her eyes, Jodie snuggles up to her 8 years on, arm around her waist, cheek against her back, sleep sounds, the dream repeats now and then of back to that night, the words echo in the rooms of her mind, you must leave now, can't leave, you must go, need you to keep me warm, not in my bed, Jodie had grabbed her nightgown and wouldn't let go, you must go, no, you must, she didn't leave, she stayed, hugging her close, an owl hooted, moon shone through the gap in the curtain, you must go Jodie, no I can't, she stayed, cheek on her arm, laying there staring in the dark, she lay next to her, just tonight she had whispered, it's illegal Jodie, tired and cold need to stay, she slept the night, no one knew, but she knew, Iris closes her eyes again, Jodie sleeps on, outside the downpour of rain.
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 3:22 AM UTC
DOWNPOUR OF RAIN 1995.
Iris turns in her sleep, Jodie sleeps beside her, in her dream Iris is a 22 year old teacher again and Jodie the 15 year old student at the boarding school, that night when Jodie crept into her room and her bed, what are you doing here? I'm cold and lonely, you can't come in my bed, I need to be with you, you can't Jodie you'll have to leave,   I want to be warm and not be lonely, not here, must, no, yes, Iris opens her eyes, Jodie snuggles up to her 8 years on, arm around her waist, cheek against her back, sleep sounds, the dream repeats now and then of back to that night, the words echo in the rooms of her mind, you must leave now, can't leave, you must go, need you to keep me warm, not in my bed, Jodie had grabbed her nightgown and wouldn't let go, you must go, no, you must, she didn't leave, she stayed, hugging her close, an owl hooted, moon shone through the gap in the curtain, you must go Jodie, no I can't, she stayed, cheek on her arm, laying there staring in the dark, she lay next to her, just tonight she had whispered, it's illegal Jodie, tired and cold need to stay, she slept the night, no one knew, but she knew, Iris closes her eyes again, Jodie sleeps on, outside the downpour of rain.
A WOMAN DREAMS OF HAUNTING TIMES EIGHT YEARS BEFORE.
TerryCollett
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 3:22 AM UTC
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