The next morning before breakfast, I was taken to my parents’ home, and I was smiling from ear to ear. After Malik left that night, I took a shower, went to sleep, and had a beautiful dream about a unicorn. Yes, I had just turned 19 and was dreaming about unicorns, but in my defense, it was my favorite animal. But this dream was different. The unicorn introduced herself to me as Kylie, then told me that if I ever needed her, she’d be there. She was white with two brown spots, one on her back and the other by her tail. Her wings were iridescent like the queen’s, which made me smile.
“We’re here miss,” my driver said, as we pulled up to my parent's house. Even though it had been two months since I had been back, it felt longer. Then I suddenly felt this pull in my chest towards the house an
