Finding it

I couldn't sleep. Not constantly. And it was wasn't just the normal demigod nightmare business, it was more of an everyday person in heartache business.

I woke up three times in the night. But the dream that stuck was where Katie and I were lying down in the strawberry fields back at home. Back at Camp Half Blood.

It's past curfew but we didn't mind. We don't rush going back to our cabins. Instead, we continue to lie there, staring at the night sky glittered with stars and constellations. I take my eyes off the stars and sneak a glance at my love. A small smile placed on her lips, her hair displaying around her like a angelic halo. A sight I ache to stare at longer, but I know that I shouldn't, or she will question me.

As I am about to look away, my eyes are caught in the act of staring, as era find mine. Her eyes filled with love, passion and calmness, yet still with the sternness that I know so well. The sternness that matches my carelessness. Her eyes flickers to my lips and then back at my eyes. She smiles a small smile at me, to which I return.

I feel her eyes still on me as I look away from the beauty next to me, and to the stars above me. I smile to myself at the thought of Katie staring at me, me of all people. I turn back towards her and smile at her again, but she doesn't smile back. I frown an blink, but in the fraction of a second I do blink, all the stars disappear.

The sky is no longer a price of artwork with glittering wonders, but pitch black. No clouds, no light, no stars, no anything.

They're all gone.

What? I think to myself, and Where'd all the stars go? I look at Katie in hope of an answer, but she is only still staring at me, blank faced. I blink again.

And there is no more face looking back at me. Katie...disappears too. Out of nowhere.

She's gone.

Now, I panic, I sit up and call for her. Where are you? Katie, come back! Love,
where'd you go? Katie, please answer me! I get no reply. Instead, the ground beneath myself disappears too, and I then I am falling through open, pitch black, air--alone by myself--

But then, that's when I woke up. I woke up in reality, but it wasn't much different. For, who knows? Maybe....

Maybe I will just keep falling. Falling alone and by myself, wishing for my love to become my lover, but she stays far away from me and that wish.

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question:
if my stories were essays, to be graded, what grade would you give me ?
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just..wondering..
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