Prolouge

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Narrators pov:

you could hear the tiny little taps on the floor if you listened hard enough, Many would think they belong to a child. But not the two people in bed, they knew it wasn't A child.

Although she was in the mindset of one she wasn't A child. Leslie, that was her name, Although she preferred princess Leslie. It was still Leslie, if you looked at her you may also think she looked like a 14 year old. 

A 14 year old who wore sparkly pink tutu's and princess crowns and hugged a stuffed bunny to her chest almost at all times. She was not 14, but 20. A 20 year old who wore pink sparkly tutu's and primcess crowns.

All while hugging A stuffed bunny to her chest. What kind of 20 year old would be doing that? Leslie would be, because being 20 years old wasn't the mindset she was in.

Being 20 years old wasn't on her mind, the only thing on her mind was navigating herself in the dark, into her mommy and dada's room. Even though she had a fear of the dark.

She could see a small source of light coming from outside, due to the sun rising. So the dark wasn't why she was afraid and crying, it was because of a nightmare. The only thing that could make her feel better,

Was her mommy and dada. That's why she was walking to they're bedroom, with a bunny hugged to her chest


The two people could hear the little taps coming closer and closer to they're door. They both sat up and looked at the door way, waiting for it to open.

Just then the door opens and a small voice could be heard, it was very quite, and it sounded like the owner of the voice was about to cry.


                                                             "m-mommy, d-dada"



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And that's the(late) prologue

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