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A dream I will never forget

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Chapter 1 - The guy in blue shirt

I was walking back to home with my little brother while holding his hands on a warm Sunday evening. The sky was beautiful orange and pink coloured, the fluffy clouds floating in the sky and the sun's warmth caressed my skin, I got so mesmerized by the scene I stopped walking to take a look at it and my brother's hand slipped from mine, I totally ignored everything happening around my surrounding to enjoy the scene and started dreaming.

Soon enough I came back to reality, my heart skipped a beat as i realized my brother was not with me and i started looking for my brother, I saw a person wearing blue shirt with long sleeves, "my brother was also wearing a blue shirt with long sleeves, it could be him", I thought.

I took his hands and started walking only to feel something odd...my brother's hands always feel small when I'm holding them but these hands didn't feel small and then I realized it wasn't my brother, after looking at my right side. My brother was on my right...then who's this person whose hands I'm holding?...I quickly let go of his hands and turned to face him to figure out who was this person whom I thought was my brother.

As soon as I turned to face him, my breath was caught by his eyes sparkling, his hair flowing with the air. He was wearing a blue shirt...the same colour as my brother's and that's why I mistaken him as my brother, "who is he?", i thought...I lost all sense of my surroundings because of him . A faint smile appeared on his lips as he snapped his fingers infront of my face and asked "what's wrong?", his soft voice echoed in my ears.

Embarrassed, I quickly apologized and left the place hastily with my brother, I could hear his friends teasing him. I was thinking about the situation on the way home. After a few minutes me and my brother finally reached home and my mother asked me what took us so long, I told her that I had been deceived into thinking that some random person on the road was my brother as he was wearing the same coloured shirt as my brother, "how could you not recognise your own brother?", she asked, chuckling and my brother was also giggling.

I went to my room to escape from my mother's question. I was laying on my bed, my head facing the ceiling, still thinking about that person...who was he? Why did I felt something when I saw him?