As I got older I started having less dreams.
They were just gray. I just was in gray background.
I guess it was like that because I stopped feeling things.

So a few year go by and I soon get a dream.
It was about woods. I stood there, I heard voices. Laughing, crying, screaming and yelling. Voices of different people from babys to elders talking. They where all over the play but yet I was the only person.
I felt longing in my heart. I don't know what but I was longing for something that wasn't there.
I then woke up.