When I Wake Up
A Fan Fiction By: Kerri
It all happened way too fast. In the blink of an eye, in the flash of lightning, I guess thats the only way to describe it. How else can you put into words the amazing story of career? My game? No, hehe not my game. My life, that's better. My life? The WWE. For one burning second, a second that felt like 20 years, I was trapped. I wanted to go back out to the ring again, so badly. Finally, when I opened my eyes, not even knowing they were closed, I was there. I heard this awesome music playing, and so many people were chanting Team Extreme Rules!! I looked to my left and saw Matt Hardy and to my right to see Jeff Hardy, but then again I saw him from the corner of my eye, it probably was his hair ;). Matt came up to me and kissed me and we all ran to the ring. I felt so pumped, so ready, like this was my moment, even though it was a Hardy match. That happens to me a lot. When Matt was down I chanted for him, and when Jeff was down, I did the same. And when Brock hurt Matt, I did a Litacanrana and the crowd cheered. Even though we didnt win, I felt awesome to be out there. I love my life. Really, I do. When I held the Womens Championship in my hands, when the Hardyz carried me on their shoulders, when I first walked out there, when I see fans begging me for an autograph, when I see the fans posters at RAW, posing in bikinis for Hedonism.
But this life, I think sometimes, is a fantasy. Its a dream. Sometimes I wonder if this is a dream, and Ill feel so stupid imagining this when I wake up. Well, Im so glad, Im not going to wake up. My life its real. Im Amy Dumas.
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