The very day when I learnt to dream my self out of this world, I was very young.
My older brother wasn't very, how would I explain,
The best at entertaining people.
I imagined that going worse but there we go :) whoop whoop indeed
I though was very imaginative, and Creative in that manner.
Like when I tipped the cold bucket of water over my brother when he was asleep I imagined this flood swishing my brother away.
Don't worry he didn't drown or flow away, ... Unfortunately joking.
I could imagine your faces like 😟 and for the people who found it funny 😄
But as you can probably imagine, I'm not one that connects with my older brother so I decided me and my best friend Jack would just play, off corse he was imaginary.
That's when it all started.
Sometimes he comes back to me and reminds me of good old times, we get on awesomely, like Any other best friends I guess.
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Short StoryI'm in a world that no one can enter No one knows what goes on in my head Neither do I, I'm in two world at once But what I do know might not be But know this....
