I like Brice.
He makes me happy.
Today I played in his backyard.
We made sandcastles from his sandbox.
He was happy when I made a giant one.
We went forest exploring.
I showed him animals and insects.
He looked interested.
I took him to my house.
He was happy.
Showing him around, I think Brice was impressed.
We had tea and cookies.
He gave me more caramel.
I like caramel.
It's delicious and sweet.
My time was running low again.
He was drawing the tea set.
It looked like he's a skilled artist.
I played one of my music boxes.
He fell asleep.
I took him back with a piece of caramel and his picture.
I miss Brice.
I don't like the fact I have limited time.
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FanficEntry #__ I swear I knew him, he must be real. He wasn't just my imagination, he can't be.