Love Lost in Africa

After a tired day with tons of works, I slammed myself on my leather sofa and huddled into it, as soon as I got home. I felt really sleepy, but cannot easily fall asleep. I stared into the starry sky and count the stars instead of sheep. Surprisingly, a little red dot in the sky attracted me, and it fell to the ground very fast. “No, it is a woman!” I shouted to jump up. As the red dot fell, I figured out that it was a beautiful woman with peaceful smile, waving hands to me. I felt familiar to her face, but could not recognize who she was. I jumped out home and ran to where she would fall down. I ran several blocks, but every time when I looked up, she was still far away to the ground. I was so tired and had to stop in a small African-themed bar where had a nice blues live performance. I grabbed a chair and listened to the song. It is a sad song about a girl, named Sarah, who was against her family's will and ran away with her prince charming to Africa, but finally they were separated because the guy was dead from a plane disaster one year later. After the singer finished the song, I found myself tearing with my T-shirt wet. I cannot wait to go to the backstage and asked the singer who wrote the song. The singer was so surprised when I asked it. She said " It was your story and you wrote it." I felt so astonished, and suddenly, the world in front of me started to crash into small pieces. And I started to fall from the sky very fast as the red dot did. I was too scared to open my eyes, and screamed loudly almost people from the other side of the hemisphere can hear me. But I knew I had to open my eyes to see how long I will fell on the ground. As I opened my eyes, I saw the beautiful woman who was falling next to me. The face is so familiar. Who is she? I tried to search it in my memory. Suddenly, I got it! It was…“Sarah!” I shouted to wake up on my psychologist's leather sofa with tears on my face. The psychologist peacefully smiled to me and said "Finally, you got it. It was Sarah died from the plane crashed, not you, It is the time to wake up and move on." With a big tear running down from my eyes, I figured that, in my dream, the beauty who was falling from the sky was Sarah.

"Sarah, I love you. Thank you for being with me in Africa." I said.

Technique: Clustering

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