I feel so happy right now!
"I'm not!" replied my imaginary friend Ralph.
As I looked away from the screen and at the little, red, wingless dragon, I saw a forlorn face and tears building up in his eyes.
Worried and confused, I inquired, "What's wrong Ralph?"
"I want a sandwich!" he exclaimed and began to cry hysterically.
Lifting up my stylus, I drew and conjured an imaginary sandwich, and offered it to the little creature. He opened his eyes, and in them held a look of astonishment; surprised to see such a magnificent sight. Suddenly, I heard a growl emanating from his stomach. With one swift chomp, he consumed the entire sandwich in a single bite. I watched as he chewed ever so contently. Upon swallowing, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Better?" I asked him.
"Yes, much," he replied with a smile beaming with satisfaction.
He picked up a tiny green crayon, and resumed coloring a drawing of a turtle. I watched him for a few minutes. With a satisfied grin on my face, I went back to copying this story and pasting it to everybody due to my ever increasing boredom.
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Dragon Hunger
Short StoryA product of my boredom about a hungry, imaginary, dragon friend. The question is, will he ever be able to ease his hunger?
