Chapter 3: Family
Yet another proof has been found for the existence of non-dreaming soulmates.
A Chinese couple who reportedly had not dreamed of one another on their eighteenth birthdays took a test, and you would never believe what the scientists discovered!
On the last Friday of March, a middle-aged Asian couple arrived in the USA for a strange occurrence an American scientist had found in their blood cells. The two had gotten together in their late twenties, claiming to feel a connection like no other. They described the feeling as a powerful rope that was holding the two together, and whenever separated, a strange choking sensation was alleged to appear.
Just as their families, they had no dreams on their eighteenth birthday as most of us do. "I thought I was destined to be alone," Laura (name changed for the matter of personal privacy) recalled. "Of course, I always knew you can be in love with someone who isn't your soulmate, as my parents did, but it was never the same for me. I never felt a strong connection with anyone."
Her husband gave an answer similar to hers. "I knew, being a child of two non-dreamers, my chances of dreaming of the right woman were only up to seventy percent—twenty percent lower than of a child of two soulmates—but when I didn't dream of anyone, I felt hatred towards people, and like I had been betrayed."
As the two went through different medical tests, they waited for a positive answer, hopeful. Soon, it appeared that their neurotic systems were linked—much like dreamers'.
The two were proclaimed soulmates just a few weeks later, giving hope to many non-dreamers. Maybe they still have persons to click with? Maybe everyone does, but the fact has gone unproven? The scientists and investigators will continue to look into the matter.
In every way, if YOU are a non-dreamer, don't lose hope! Your one and only may still be out there.
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The blonde girl opened her eyes in a haze, throat releasing a groan at the alarm ringing in her ear. Her hand escaped from the warmth of the duvet and pressed the small clock on the bedside table. A woman's voice could be heard from downstairs, talking with someone from her family. It was a boy that answered her mother, she realized, but if it was Fox or Ashwar, she didn't know—her brain wasn't that awake yet. The girl had been postponing the alarm for quite a while now which forced her to quickly get out of the bed, shuddering at the contact with the cold floor.
She grabbed the dark towel that was resting on her chair, drying, and murmured, "Morning, Pony." The fat black cat waved her tail, just once, and proceeded with sleeping. Sighing to herself and feeling jealous of the cat on her pillows, Nyxie made her way out of the bedroom, and down the hall. She had always considered it unfair that her nine-year-old twin brothers had a bathroom of their own and she didn't, but then again, she had her own door. Thinking about that usually pulled her mind away from these kinds of details.
She took a quick shower and toweled her hair before blow-drying it and pulling on her school uniform. Her family was wealthy—not the kind with two millionaire parents, but Nyxie knew she had it lucky. Her dad was a lawyer, and her mom a doctor. The girl had gone to private schools all her life, the boys following in her footsteps. She had the best education possible and was most likely going to be accepted to an Ivy League school. Or that was what her parents always reminded her.
In reality, her grades weren't anything over average. She had kept about 3.0, and her parents hadn't been pleased to find her best option for college was a public school in Los Angeles, California. Fortunately, after a month of arguments, the girl had managed to convince them with the ratings the University had, the acceptance percentage, and the graduating number. At the end of the summer, she was moving from Pennsylvania to California. And she couldn't not be excited.
The girl had always loved the beach. Even as a little girl, she always loved to play on the sand and swim somewhere that wasn't a closed space like lakes or pools. She liked it when the water had the freedom to flow, to go anywhere it wanted. And from a very young age, she had dreamed of the same thing; to go somewhere, alone, free of responsibilities and expectations. To just run away like the stream in rivers did, to flow into the ocean and only return after making it around the world.
But, then she remembered she couldn't. Family was important to her. Even if they were a little bit annoying and sometimes rude to some people, she also knew that there was nothing that could've come between them, ever. They always had a special place in her heart, and she loved them a lot—something she didn't like to mention too often.
After grabbing the blue bag waiting for her, she made her way down the stairs and joined her family in the kitchen. "Good morning, honey."
"Morning, mom," she said with a sigh and made an unpleasant face when her brothers couldn't be quiet for a second.
Her father grinned at the girl's face, making her snigger, too. "Boys, shut up." The twins giggled together, both of their eyes moving to their older sister.
"You look dumb," one said.
The girl hummed, acknowledging the fact that they were back to being annoying today. "Did you see your soulmate?" the other one teased.
Nyxie rolled her eyes when all of her family's attention was suddenly on her. They were expecting her to dream of him every night now. They would ask every morning. Apparently, most people only first dreamed of the one on their eighteenth birthday and after that, but somehow every single person in that house was waiting for her to get the dream a day, week or even a month before. "I'm not eighteen yet, Ash."
"Don't worry honey, you'll see him in two nights," her mother smiled, forcing the girl to fake something similar to her lips. "You have a ninety percent chance after all." Her mother's face was happy when looking at her husband and kissing him on the lips.
The girl lowered her head and held back the need to roll her eyes. The scientists had proved many years ago, that the children of two soulmates had a higher chance to find their own. They had a bigger chance to start dreaming of them every night after their eighteenth birthday. And while Nyxie knew that and had always dreamed of seeing the right person after she closed her eyes every night, she also knew that society was changing. Many didn't stay together; many never found their other half. And some... They didn't even have a soulmate.
Her parents kept talking about it, and her brothers teasing her. The two were now old enough to know what sex was and were making sure their big sister always remembered that many of the dreams included that. The girl kept quiet, quickly finishing her eggs and toast, and stood from the table. "Thanks for the breakfast, see you later." And without saying more or even looking at them, she left the house.
Gifts
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received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone