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The greatest Dream
By S. Miller
I could feel the soft glare of the sun’s glistening amber rays run across my eyes, the soft lights caught as I opened my eyes softly looking around the room I resided in.
It was absolutely beautiful, A soft beige and cream like silver. Soft white satin sheets covered the king size like bed myself snuggled into deep, with a large smile on my face. “Sean, are you awake?” I heard a young and soft voice called to me. My lovely wife, Walking in a fancy white gown walked to me, Her soft Scarlet hair flowing freely looked at me. “Yes, yes I am.” I laughed softly and too let out a beautiful smile on my face.

I rolled over to the side and hopped carefully out of the bed and onto the soft wool carpet below, letting my feet sink deep into.
I took my wife’s hand and walked out to the main room, holding her tightly, but not harsh tightly. As we walked into the living room, My children, my protégé’s of their mother and father, sitting there, my son who could almost be mistaking for a younger me walked up to me and shook my hand. “Morning dad.” He smiled and looked at me. “Morning Soric.” I replied. “How’s my journalist?” I asked him, seeing he must’ve already gotten of his shift, at the local paper. “It’s uh, been better dad. But you know us millers, we’ll get by.” HE replied as he hugged me and flung his bag over his shoulder and walked to his studio room.
And I look to my daughter, She sat there sketching more of her creations, And god! She took the looks of her mother so well.
“Morning sweetie.” I called to her. She looked up at me and smiled as well. “Morning father, How well did you sleep?” Sue asked me hugging me, she was my pride and joy…Oh what the hell, ALL my family was my pride and joy. I turned to the doors that connected to the patio outside and pushed them open as the wind flowed through the house, the curtains rushed around and I laughed in the bellowing belly laugh “This is my life!” I shouted happily. I could see the sky, Blue as the deepest part of the water, The grass below my Rather large estate, greener than the darkest of emeralds.
As I was surrounded by my family, I scanned the sky to see dark grey clouds start to engulf the sky, and I could hear the sounds of roaring thunderstorms. Then In a blink of an eye, the sky was sick and deep black, As dark grey clouds started swirling and thunder started striking the ground below me.
“daddy, what’s happening?” I could hear sue cry out to me, as I crouched as I sat there on the patio. The wind was strong enough to push the doors shut and start tearing the shingles of my roof.
Frantically I rushed to the doors and tried to open them up, to reach to my family, But the wind was strong and I couldn’t open it up. I started banging on the glass and told them to get to safety. Melissa looked at me, her eyes, her burning hazel eyes started crying. I hung my head as I placed my hand onto the glass, and so did she. “I love you.” I Mouthed, and then I felt the wind take me and knock me off the patio, and all I could scream was no.

I woke soundly back into my room, a Stingy little attic, my small bed, wth black and blue sheets covered with my, and my. My girl.
She looked to me and asked. “Is everything alright Sean?”
I smiled, as I looked to her “yeah, I just had a little scare.”
Her face had a frown upon it. “It was that dream again” She asked again.
I nodded as I held onto her, That smile never leaving my face. “As long as I have you, I can be the richest man on this damn planet.” I told her, as I went back into my sleep.
The Greatest Dream
A little something to keep you all occupied.
Sometimes I wonder what if I never started writing?
I don't know. But maybe it would be a good idea.
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  • Listening to: Dope - always
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  • Watching: a Bunny
  • Eating: sprite
  • Drinking: popcorn
I got to admit, being a senior in highschool is kinda a bust, but it's only one more year, until i'm on my own and no more idiots to hang around and then I can finally get my life together.
  • Mood: Not Impressed
  • Listening to: Dope - always
  • Reading: Texts
  • Watching: a Bunny
  • Eating: sprite
  • Drinking: popcorn
I got to admit, being a senior in highschool is kinda a bust, but it's only one more year, until i'm on my own and no more idiots to hang around and then I can finally get my life together.

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Sean "Big Papa" Miller
Artist | Hobbyist | Literature
United States
My name is Sean and Welcome to my deviantart page.
Here I post my personal literature, whether it should be Yuri/Yaoi/Normal.

Please, if you're going to be a rather annoying douche, i'm going to have to ask you to leave.
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EKMKE Featured By Owner Aug 7, 2013
Welcome back
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naruto200975 Featured By Owner Aug 8, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
thank you, i have recreated somethings for show and have updated and revised on some other types as well
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Pronon1990 Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
hi
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naruto200975 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
howdy!
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Pronon1990 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
how are u
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