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Burgess was a bunch of houses that stood in the middle of a forest, veiled by the huge sky and surrounded by a lake that was very popular in all seasons. During the summer families used to walk around, the kids loved diving in the clear waters and cool off. In autumn people enjoyed to make picnics and tell funny stories until dusk. During spring the children ran around the lake, picking flowers, playing, laughing. The season that attracted less people from Burgess was winter. Through snow period the lake, once so full of life and apparently harmless, had its waters frozen. The stones wore a white robe and the ground could hardly be seen. Th

They said that the nightmares born from a dream. On a dark night without stars the moon was surrounded by gigantic, darkened clouds and inside a simple house, wearing old clothes and wrapped in a thin blanket, a boy slept peacefully. He dreamed of his family. He dreamed of a beautiful picnic at the crystalline lake filled with delicious foods. Around could be heard children laughing loudly and singing birds. He dreamed about the joy, the warmth of a summer day, the hope of a teenager who has his whole life to discover. In his small, humble room, furniture were sparse. The rug was the only thing that brought some heat on that freezing night