I dreamed I was the daughter of a farmer. The farmer loved me very much and so was afraid that I would one day leave him. So he built an alarm system over the one drawbridge that led away from our farm and to freedom. Just across the drawbridge there was another farm. On that farm lived an Italian family that just recently moved there to start their own farm. This family had a son. A very handsome son who I would sometimes see working in the fields from my window and day dream about. One day very early in the morning my father realized that he had too many crops this year to be able to harvest them all on his own so invited he farmer and his son from across the drawbridge to come and help him. In exchange he would help them with their crops when the time came. Everyone agreed this was a good idea so that morning the three men returned to my farm and began harvesting the crops. Around noon that day, I went to take my father his lunch like I always did. He enjoyed eating his lunch outside under the sun when he was harvesting so he could get back to work as soon as possible. That was when I first met the boy from across the drawbridge. My father saw that we both liked each other and approved. Here was the boy who would not take his precious daughter away to somewhere, where he could never see her again.
Oh, how wrong he was.
I quickly fell in love with the boy and shortly after became ill. The doctors discovered small tumors in my brain. They removed them, they were cancer. They couldn't be sure they had gotten it all or that the cancer wouldn't come back. As soon as I was strong enough I ran away.
My Italian farm boy and I ran away together to Italy. Our first day there was amazing. We got ourselves a hotel room and then spent the day walking the streets, talking to street vendors and soaking in the sun. We visited ancient buildings and museums. We stayed outside all day. The sun set and the stars came out only to find us still walking the street of Venice. Finally we went home.
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