In the beginning everything was okay, until it wasn't.
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"Jack! Come on, let's go get mommy!" The little girl tugged on the short, brown haired Irishboy. He giggled and following her, still loosely holding her soft pale hands. He was happy.

And then he saw it.

It wasn't his mother anymore. It was a crazed drunk, hunched in the corner. She had clear, salty tears streaming down her face. The two children stood there astonished. They stayed silent to just barely hear the shaky breathes of their mother. The little girl was the first to have enough courage to ask the question.

"Where's daddy?"

The woman didn't answer. She just cradled her knees closer to her chest, like she was sinking into the corner of the room. The little girl stepped closer and grabbed her mothers wrist.

"Mommy, are you okay? Where daddy?"

The woman answered this time, with a horrid shriek. She glared at her daughter who was now even more terrified. The woman seemed to growl and sat up just a pinch straighter.

"Your father is gone. Now go to your rooms."

Jack gritted his teeth together and finally built up the strength to get closer to his scary mom.

"But where did he go? He must be here to tuck us into our beds at night."

The woman looked at her son with cold, dead eyes.

"It doesn't matter, he isn't coming back. Now listen to your mother and GO TO YOUR ROOMS."

The little girl stepped back towards the girl but jack wasn't fazed much by this action.

"But mom-"

The woman brought her hand up, forming it out flatly and swung it at his face. She smacked him. Not once, but twice. The little boy yelped and retreated back to the doorway with tears in the corners of his eyes.

~5 years later~

'He's running. Running from what, he doesn't know. But what he does known is that it is absolutely terrifying. All around him is darkness. No its not dark. Its nothing. He is running through nothing on nothing. He can't see anything. But he can hear the shaky breathes of the terrifying creature. His heart is pacing and its hard for him to breath. It seems as though only he and that horrible creature exists. Then the creature gains on him. He feels stinging on each of his cheeks, like he has been slapped. The creature has slapped him. This pain is familiar, but he doesn't know when these pains has been felt by himself and he doesn't know why he can feel them now. He feels a tight grip on his wrists as he gets pulled back father into even more darkness. Now he can't even see his own hands. He doesn't see his body. He doesn't see his glow in the dark pajamas. He sees nothing. Yet he feels this unbearable pain that was once on his face, which is now in his chest. Its suddenly hard to breath and even the darkness somehow gets blurry. Then there was nothing. No fears. No pains. No feelings. Nothing. He was gone.'

But that was a long time ago. Now everything is different. He has changed.
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"Can you toss me the lust potion, Fe?" I watch as the estimated argument begins. The short male with raven black hair looks up at a taller, dirty blonde man who shakes his head.

"No. Get it yourself, you lazy ass!"

I hear a groan from an even taller man with medium brown hair. I chuckle. The guy with black locks, mark,  frowns and starts shaking the latter Felix is on.

"Come on, pleeeeeease? Your right next to it!"

"Sorry bro, wait your turn. I've gotta get the never-ending-falling dust, anyways."

I hear mark mutter profanities under his breath. He also whispered, "I wish I could make you endlessly fall off this latter, right now." Felix puts on a neutral face and looks down at the shorter guy.

"I heard that."

I slouched back in my seat, chuckling lightly. The guys I mentioned earlier, you know, the one with brown hair? Yeah. His name is Pat. He walks into the room with his hands on his hips as he shakes his head at the two men fighting.

"First of all, I told you to stop cussing, Felix! And second of all, no fighting. We have enough problems with Felix and his undying love with Cr- heeeeeeey Cry!"

He waves at a slightly shorter man who enters the room. He has a white poker face mask on with ragged, dark brown hair. "Cry", AKA Ryan, answers with a simple, " Sup" and exits the room again, going into his bedroom. Felix has a red face and is breathing shallowly.

" you almost fucking TOLD HIM MY SECRET!"

Mat sighs and groans again, which makes me almost choke on the coffee I was drinking.'Jeezuz if anything else funny happens today I'm gonna suffocate on coffee because of all my fuckin' laughter!'

"Less profanity, please."

Felix shakes his head moving his hands to where they look like mouths, mumbling gibberish. A low chuckled escapes out of marks lips and the two men that were just earlier fighting are now high fiving. God they're such five year olds! Then again, aren't we all?

Cry walks back into the room, setting a piece of paper down on my desk with the information of a woman that needs a dream delivered in.......Ireland? Why does this girl look so familiar? Its only vague but she looks like me just a bit.

"Woah, talk about twins."

A deep voice sounds from besides me, making me jump.

"Holy jeezuz mark! Don't scare me like that!"

I hold a hand to my heart and feel how my chest rises then falls to my shallow breathes.  I let out a small sigh as mark pats me on the back with an apologetic expression. I raise a brow and stare at his chocolate brown eyes.

"Sorry for the scare bud. Just pointing out the facts. Did you notice she has the same brown hair with strands of grey in it? She also has long eye lashes like you and..... The most captivating, baby blue eyes I have ever seen. Much like yours, but with just a tad less color."

I can hear Felix cough in the background and Cry laughs. I roll my eyes.

"I can just picture you and your man-crush, on your honeymoon."

Mark laughs along with everyone and even I stiffle a giggle. We are all smiling. That means today is a start of a good day. That's good!. We need lots of motivation if we are gonna teach our future children/students about this place in a good impression.

Oh wait, you don't know where we are, do you?

Ah well, I might as well start form the beginning. Hi my name is jack. I am the messenger, or basically the sandman of the DGO. Mark calls it Doggo so the name kinda just....stuck, I guess. Anyways it means Dream Guardian, Organization. We send dreams to all people of the world and if some people don't get dreams its because we are behind schedule. Which happens all the time. We are trying to solve that, don't worry. Its just tough here sometimes. Anyways you might be wondering what all my friends' jobs are. Well I'll make a list.

Mark: Mark is short with messy black hair he dyes constantly. He's quite humorous and tried to keep everything happy, like the rest of us. He plans out love dreams.

Felix: Felix is the third tallest of all of us. He has dirty blonde, shaggy hair. He's super funny and prideful. He plans out all the nightmares.but don't worry. Nightmares are always made for a reason.

Mat: The tallest of all of us. He is very organized and smart, but humorous all the same. He sends out warning, or future telling dreams. It helps people sometimes. Or gives them more worries...

Cry: He is a little taller than Felix. He has shaggy brown hair and I never really got a good look of his face before. He is mysterious but funny a lot of the time. He tries to keep work up. His job is to make little kid dreams. For, you guessed it; little kids.

Me/jack: I am the shortest of our small bunch of people. I have green hair and am funny like everyone else here. I check all the dreams that my friends make and send them out. My job is to be the messenger, or basically a dream mailman, type.person.......I guess......?

Its about time to sleep right now. I should really get to bed.......but this girl I'm about to send the dream to.....she looks..... Familiar to me somehow...... Did I know her in the life I lived before I was a guardian?
I guess I'll never know.

I walk into my bedroom and jump on to my bed, bouncing a few times. I share a bedroom with Felix. Its like we are room mates kind of.... Anyways mark and Cry share a room as well, but mark is usually always looking at the stars and when he is sleeping he just takes a potion to fix it. Smart, I guess.

I yawn as the door opens to my room. With one eye, I peek to see whoever is in my room. Its just Felix. I let out a breath and both my eyes are now closed. I'm stuck in the thoughts of how the woman looks so much like me and if I used to know her in my life before. Like usual, my thoughts consume me along with darkness, and I sleep.

I know, I know, this isn't that well written. Sorryeeeee! I had to rush the ending, I hope you like it so far! Love you guys. Byeeeeeeee! :3 <3

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