Aristia's eyes snapped open. She was resting on a textbook. She sat up straight and looked around, her heart pounding quickly.
She had been dreaming. She was not in the real world nor was she at home. She was in the book world. She was in the room for her history lesson.
She tried to calm her beating heart , her mind still reeling from the realistic dream she just had.
The first dream she had was the scene that happened in the morning of the day she read the novel and entered the book world. The second dream was a scene that happened when she was fourteen. They were both memories.
The second dream was a memory she was trying to remember, even though it had been mixed with dream effects, like when she had hugged her parents and told them she missed them. That hadn't happened in real life. It seemed the dreamlike memory had been influenced by her emotions.
