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B E R L I N ?

Darkness… it surrounds me. I keep thinking It's a nightmare. When I wake up tomorrow It will fade away soon and I will eventually forget it but no…. It's not over yet...and it's not a dream.

I blinked quickly, adjusting my eyes to see where I was. 'This isn't my bedroom,' I thought. The space I slept in was cold, including the air of this strange place. I saw everyone… but it was like everyone couldn't see me. He walked past and passed me like I didn't exist. “Where is this place?” I asked a person sitting on the side of the road but he didn't answer me. Can't even hear I want to go home What must I do…

I walked slowly along the road. that no one even talked to each other Everyone walked around aimlessly and aimlessly. I tried to ask for directions, I tried to ask where is this place? How can I get out of here? But no one saw me in sight. No...not even in their eyes. He himself may not even be able to sense his own identity at all.

“Who are you?” a voice asked me. For a moment I was glad someone saw me. Turning to look at him, there was a tall man standing behind him, looking at me blankly. “Are you asking me?” I wanted to confirm. “Yes, I was asking her.”

“I don't know how I got here…” The young man was silent. “Are you human?” he asked me strangely. Of course I said yes. I would like to know how to get out. He seemed to be the only one who helped me. “Why can't the others see me? Where exactly is this?”

“He saw her…only he was lost in himself. Living with your own sadness Because this is a forgotten world where only sadness and loneliness exist.” All around, people walked aimlessly, the sky dark as if it wasn't there. There was only light from a dim lantern. that still makes it visible"

I'll take you out of here. It's not your place,” the strange man said to me. He walked slowly like everyone else here. I followed him, “Do you know a solution like that?”

“Few people know… The way to go is quite dangerous for us. But you might be able to pull through.”

On the way, he took her out of the city. The lanterns grew further apart until there was no light on all sides. There is neither moonlight nor stars nor sun. His walking speed began to slow due to fear and worry. The man disappeared and I looked to the side and saw nothing. I turned back towards the city and couldn't see the city anymore.

It's so far I can't go back. “Come this way,” he calls out to me from the darkness. he is next to me Why didn't I see him just now? “Take my hand. So I won't get lost.” He held out his hand for me to hold and travel. As I held his hand, the surroundings gradually became clearer. I see a vast grass field The blades of grass rustled in the wind up to our waists and the wind was so strong.

It seems endless. But he got me out. At the far end of the field was a large cave. The rocks in it were black, not the color of dirt like normal rocks. 'Ring' the sound of a small bell sounding faintly. and getting louder I saw a glimmer of light in front of me. I thought someone was there, but it wasn't. I saw more and more lights and walked towards it.

The first light I saw was a sheer white rabbit, its fur was like little stars. Followed by many things that looked like the thoughts of children, various animals. There are many types of musical instruments that can be played without anyone using them. And many other things, everything is translucent and has the light of stars within it. “Where is this place? How do these things move?”

“This is the cave of dreams, what everyone in your world dreams about and forgets. When dreams are forgotten they come here,” he answered me as the little pen floated into his hand. “This is your dream,” I took it.

“What about you? You living with these things means you've been forgotten?” He stopped. He was quiet as if he was thinking about something. “All of us who were born here are unknown to anyone.” His voice sounded sad. “Let's get out of here.” He took my hand and led me out of the cave. The light of the dream gradually disappeared.

I heard the sound of the water flowing gently and was relieved as I approached the water. Something glowed. It was a bubble filled with stories playing out like it was a movie screen. “What is this?”

“Memories,” I thought as the man holding my hand said. The story on the bubbles is a childhood story for many people. Some things are very beautiful. Who can forget it? I jumped onto the rocks that rose slightly from the surface of the water. “Who has never forgotten anything?” I asked in surprise. If this place had all the forgotten memories, there would be a lot of them.”

This memory being rejected by the owner is not just forgotten but not accepted in the past. It's even worse. Let's hurry up and go before you are forgotten and can't leave.”

I looked at those bubbles. Surprised at the many memories It is a happy memory from when we were children and the memory has disappeared. It doesn't seem appropriate to be here.

long journey I began to see the rays of the sun, the wind was blowing hard, bringing up dust and other objects, almost creating a storm. “This place is dangerous. Be careful not to touch anything. These things convey feelings.” I nodded but could barely open my eyes. In front of me I saw a large teddy bear walking absentmindedly. 'Have you seen my boss? He doesn't care about me,' the bear muttered.

I heard the sounds of many things yearning for their owners. I swear to myself Going back this time, I won't forget anything that slipped in here. “That's your door.” I tried to open my eyes to look at those things. Come in from that big door. “Will you go back with me? I will definitely not forget this favor,” I asked.

There probably isn't anyone in the world that's forgotten: "No, this is my place. Just because someone remembers me." I'm so happy,” he said, pushing me into the door. I saw him swallowed up by the dust of the storm. That was the last thing I saw before everything went white.

I woke up on a soft white bed. Blue ceiling and lights turning off There's no mistake...this is my room. I am back... "Are you awake?" A voice came from the doorway. With the face I'm familiar with...in my dreams

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This story was sent to be selected in the 13th Kla Literature Camp. I would like to publish it. ^ ^