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Hayley dreamt of being in a meadow with red and yellow flowers, with what seem to be blood raining down on them. She could feel herself crying in her sleep, both for the revelation of what had happened and for feeling conflicted at times.

’’You will be great. Just believe in yourself and your abilities. Trust the timing that everything happens for a reason.’’ A voice that seemed to be coming from all around said.

’’Most times the reason makes no sense. Why did my parents have to die?’’

’’Every hero has a sad back story.’’

’’But haven’t I suffered enough?’’

’’And that is to make you all the more greater.’’ The voice faded.

The flowers soon turn to ash, blowing away in the wind and the scene changed to her sitting at a table with food.

When Hayley woke up, her eyes felt heavy from all the crying. She was also hun