Dreamy Fairytale
Description
I fell in a pair of warm hands.
“Gotcha.” She said as she flipped me over and I got to see her face up close.
I held her index and middle finger, I was scared.
But she was smiling at me, I was blinded.
“Wow you’re very—”
‘Ugly?’ I thought to myself.
“cute.” She chuckled to herself and hugged me.
She shouldn’t have hugged me. I was dirty, I don’t want to put loads of germs in a goddess, and it’ll make her sick.
“What’s your name?” She asked me.
‘Amber’ I told her.
Foreword
"When we are dreaming alone it is only a dream. When we are dreaming with others, it is the beginning of reality."
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