Chapter 1: Touring
                        
Christina's View
                                             *3 years later*

"D!!" I woke up screaming. Almost immeadiately Howie was by my side followed by one of his friends, Kevin.
"What's wrong Chris?" Howie asked, " Did you have a bad dream?" Howie was my older "bro" by 3 years.
"Not to sound immature but yes a very bad dream!"I said still shaking from the horrible vision that had snuck its way into my head, filling my brain and invading my dream

*The Dream*
'We were all on a bus of some sort. It was bigger than a Greyhound bus! I don't know why we were on that bus but the guys we were with, a blondie, a short dude with blue eyes, a weird dude with tattoos,and another short dude with long dark hair, seemed to be making fun of me or somethin'.  Maybe i had somethin' on my face. Anyway, the bus started to tip and rock. The short  one with blue eyes took my hand and dragged me to a bunk, or at least it looked like a bunk. Kevin, him, and I huddled in there.The bus landed on its side in a ditch some where. Frantically, i tried to get loose from a belt or a rope. Finally i got outside, but you weren't there d. I tried so hard to get back to the bus but The short dude, i think kevin called him Ryan or somethin', held me back. I guess that was a good thing. The hospital crew found you about a yard away in a tree. You weren't moving and i was afraid you were dead. Unfortunately the bus was on fire so our stuff was *poof*! Finally we got you to a hospital but i don't know how it turned out cuz i woke up."

Afterwards Kevin and Howie stayed and talked about what they thought my dream meant. Then Kevin started to tell me about past family reunions. He told me about how his cousin had a heart condition and how he was constantly trying to make people laugh. In turn i told them about one family reunion where one of my cousins and his friends dumped a bug on my head. When I tried to give it back they ran away screaming. That gave them a laugh.
That week there was a family picnic. It was then and only then that i realized the Doroughs weren't just being nice, they loved me. Along with that realization came the shock that i loved them too. It was also at that picnic that i was reuninted with an old friend whom i hadn't seen in 7 years.




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