Cursed Future

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With tears already in my eyes, I was struck on my bare back with a heavy hand. It was the middle of the night and I was in a small room with a wide, flat futon on the floor. My long, silk-like, black hair flew across my face as I continued to sob. My piercing, brown eyes were glinting in the light coming from the full moon apparent through the window. The man who was attacking me had a terrible, lustful look in his eyes. My body, still squirming and struggling, was now completely exposed. The man, who was wearing a wicked smile, grabbed my torso, ready to violate me…
Then everything started to fade away and the scene changed entirely.
There was a tall woman in a city street. Her dark eyes contrasted the clear, blue sky. She had a small, pointed nose that resembled mine. She was walking along the streets of a larger city, with traditional Japanese buildings on either side of her. While keeping her stride constant, the woman straightened her hair, which was black, short, and soft. Her hair looked strikingly similar to my own, even though my hair is very lengthy in comparison. The woman then made her way inside one of the wooden buildings. The old sign outside the shop claimed “the best desserts in Osaka” were inside. She went behind the counter and formed a beautiful smile with her delicate lips.
My body rose up from the futon and my eyes shot open, waking me from the dream. I glanced around my room, the room that I slept in everyday for as long as I could remember. Warm, summer sunlight was shining through the window, which was just a rectangular hole in the wall. Knowing that the nightmare was going to become a reality was jarring.
I decided to reflect upon the dream I just had because I knew that it would have to come true. The...

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...eone else wanted me to go. I noticed that the dark, night sky was starting to fade into a lighter color. I realized that I had been moving for well over an hour.
I slowed to a walk. I wanted to find my mother in Osaka, which was only a few hours away on foot. I knew the way because I had always seen the path the farmers took when they went to sell their harvest in Osaka. As my pace slowed out of exhaustion, an odd thought came into my head. Maybe the woman I saw in my dream was actually me in the future. Maybe I could be the tall woman who smiles in the big city, instead of the women who is miserable and is abused by her husband. I wasn't sure if my mother was in Osaka or if it was me in the dream, but I do know that either way, I now had a future to look forward to. This thought made me smile as I looked at the rising sun painting the sky a brilliant shade of pink.

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