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Submitted by Sage_Heart

“Only a call away!”

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Imagination Street

Walking through a daisy field, the sun shining on my face, the warmth of the flowers overtaking my nose, it felt like _home_.

The song “Home,” by Forrest Frank played in my headphones.

With a pip in my step, I laugh, and Joy bubbles up in my heart.

Someone taps my shoulder, so I turn around. Suddenly, a random love song plays. My eyes widen in shock, and the world is now in slow motion. This beautiful 5’11 man is standing in front of me, a huge smile on his face.

I take my headphones off, still awestruck.

“Do you like to come here?” He asked, his face full of warmth.

“Yes,” I nod, still in shock.

He laughs and says, “Here,” shyly handing me a daisy.

My face turns red. “Thank you.” I receive the daisy and smile brightly.

My turn to ask a question, “This place is so gorgeous isn’t it?”

We walk side by side, each step unhurried and delicate, I intertwine my hands together and slightly sway.

“It’s so beautiful,” He said, but I could feel his gaze on me.

“What’s your name, by the way?”

“Oh—“ He realizes he never told me, “Austin, How about you?”

“Aurelia.”

“Wow, that’s a beautiful name, it’s suits you greatly.”

I just now noticed his British accent.

“Are you British?”

“Yes, how did you notice?”

“The way you say, ‘Suites you greatly,’ I don’t normally say that, and your British accent slipped out.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah. Oh, and I can do a _really_ good British accent.”

“Really?” He tilted his head up, squinting his eyes to see me in the sun.

“Yeah,” I nod.

“Let’s hear this,” He rubs his hands in anticipation.

“Okay…” I slip into my British accent, “How are you _darling_?” I smirked.

“Wow, that was actually really good. You could sign up for a talent show or something.”

“Thanks, you think so?”

“Yeah, I think so.”

From there we competed to see who did better—I won.

“I think I won,” he said playfully.

“Nuh uh, I won!” I matched his tone and laughed.

“I’m the actual British here, but I’ll give you extra brownie points.”

“Thank you,” I smiled, enjoying the banter.

“Oh—I have to go.” He said suddenly then gave me his phone number.

“Okay.. bye!” I wave to him.

He waves back, “It was nice to meet you, don’t forget I’m only a call away.”

We departed and there the slow-mo was again, he looked back and waved again, a huge smile plastered on his face, and then he walked right into the sunset.


But then I woke up… it was all fake. It wasn’t real. I wasn’t walking through a daisy field and That magical smile of his was gone… he wasn’t real.

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