Walking down the strawberry lane is my favorite past time.
I can always tell the sweetness and sourness of each strawberry every time I pass them.
Blue!Blue! Darling, my mom called my name she was running towards me for a reason i of course did'nt know.
Mom why are you running? Is there a problem? I asked my voice gentle and innocent as a five year old child's voice should be.
She kissed my forhead, looked at me from head to toe as if searching for something wrong about me then she spoke,
No darling there isn't any problem I'
m just worried you might get lost or you might get hurt. I'm sorry if I worry about you too much. She lowered her head down then looked at me with those big blue worried eyes she always had.
No mom it's alright. Afterall it's a job of a mother to always worry for their child. Am I right? I answred making sure my words would make her feel better.
Yes dear you are correct. Now let's go home and prepare dinner then I'll tell you a story. She said holding my right hand.
I understand mom. I smiled then walked with her away.
To-to-toot To-to-toot
I woke up.
Oh it was just a dream I thought to myself.
Atleast this time it was a nice one.
Well I guess I should forget about the nice things I have in my dreams once in awhile, afterall I shall be experiencing a lot of different things.
Yes a lot of different things that's what I should think about.
The sad and realistic future not the fairytale I onced had in the past.
Better get ready for class. The future awaits.
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Wingless
FantasyIn a world were butterfly wings and magical powers exists When sugar-coated plants bloom and sweet tasty houses are built Where popularity and uniqueness matters A simple girl stands out of them. Will she become the most unique one when no one accep...
