I deftly open the package that came along with the note. It's a stuffed animal! Does my mom think I'm still a two year old ? I see a note hanging from the nose of the giraffe.
It reads ;
"Forever our little angel you'll remain,
Even if you trek the mount K2 or,
Dive into the Mariana Trench,
Forever our little angel you'll remain ,
Even if your choices have changed,
From fancy gossip to formal talks ,
Forever our little angel you'll remain,
Even if you love us to the core or,
Despised our very existence......
A very happy birthday to our little angel"
I never knew my parents could put their immeasurable love into mere words . I am awestruck by the fact that they are actually pretty good at poetic lines, I mean, wow. Just wow. I shoved the note into the cupboard and immediately start booking my tickets to Michigan by myself. I pay with my junior debit card at the paygate section. I plan the visit ten days prior Alissa's birthday as a surprise for my family. I draft a mail to Mrs. June informing her of my absence for a month and send it after a round of proofreading.
YOUR BOOKING IS SUCCESSFUL.
I jump onto my bed.
Everything freezes. It's the third dimension.
Once again.
YOU ARE READING
The Third Dimension
Paranormal---- Highest Rank #1 in Action ---- "An existent of reality, an absentee of the imaginary and a participant of the dimension in between them I remain." - Zoey W. Status : COMPLETE READ THE THIRD DIMENSION'S EDITED VERSION.
