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This is a dream I had.
Out of anger, I punched a guy’s face so hard that I might have cracked a few bones (hey relax, it’s a dream). I ran away because I was feeling guilty. He ran after me.
Oh, the suspense!
Maybe I was too slow because the guy caught up with me in the end. So, I gave in. Plus, I knew that I deserved the punishment. I told the guy to punch me back in the face, just as hard as I punched him.
I was scared, because I knew it was going to hurt badly. I closed my eyes and waited for the fist.
The guy just gave me a nudge, and he smiled.
That was it. He didn’t punch me back, even though in all honesty, I deserved that punch.
He forgave me instead.
I woke up, with tears down my cheeks.