Happiness is a very important superpower to possess if you want to survive within this world, my dear. If you cannot do that then you simply won't be around for much longer because the happiest of us homosapiens seem to be the saddest. The quietest. The loudest.
I applied a drop of the cream, which the bizarre doctor had prescribed to you many times, onto each one of your spots, the one those treacherous mosquitoes had lavished upon you. You winced a little but then calmed down as I began to run my fingers gently through your hair.
I loathed the idea of hurting you, dear.
After all, you were already in so much pain.
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Mosquito Bites
General FictionWhere two friends go on daily adventures, living life and conquering every little problem in their tiny worlds. A boy and a girl. Two souls intertwined in what lasts for just a few moments. Always alone but never on their own. Welcome to their bubb...
