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I don't remember how exactly it started, but I was in the city, and I'd taken the bus somewhere. I tried to get back home but ended up just walking through the city to see if I could recognize where I was. After a while I did, and then realized how far I was from home, but then I kept walking.
At some point I came to this really nice park, and I found a friend from school. She and I walked around and found this section that was like closed off from kids. In that section there was this sort of sculpture, sort of, made out of white painted metal. The whole thing was the height of a small tree. We saw a guy going up it, because it was made of a few platforms and stairs to go to the different levels. We followed him to the top, and on the way we saw the different platforms were set up like bedrooms, with a mattress and nightstand. The top level was just a huge mattress that covered the whole space, surrounded by a waste high railing. We saw the guy, and then we saw the scenery. Everything looked so beautiful from up there. The sky was gray and cloudy, and the trees seemed to almost glow with the muted light. And there was a large, strange looking, brightly colored flower every few trees that looked like they were growing out of the tree. We could also see the river in the background, through a gap in the middle of the trees. My friend and I stared in awe for minutes before the guy said anything.
He had either black or really dark brown hair that came to his eyes and covered the tips of his ears, and it was a bit wavy. His face was really something, and he was tall and skinny, but not lanky.
Then the moment was ruined with the mother of a different friend of mine. She said hi and that she'd been asked to look for me and to take me home. I sighed and grumbled under my breath to myself, and told the guy that I'd try to be come back soon. Going down from the thing we were one, my friend and I exchanged opinions about him, or rather she mentioned and I highly agreed.
On the way back to my house, I watched the roads carefully and saw how we ended up at my old middle school, and swore to myself that I would go back to that park as soon as I could, because I KNEW I could walk there.
The rest of my dream was boring and made no sense at all. I somehow ended up at my elementary school and told someone about the park and the view and then somehow got involved in a club, and the rest of the time there was a blur, and then my other friend drove me home, after his mom had failed to turn at the right street.