Adopted by Greg Wiggle

A Restless Dream

I slept like a tiny baby for most of the night. I think I could tell that my bed was really comfy, and that it was. But something happened in the middle of the night. Around 2 in the morning, I started tossing around in my bed and whined a bit in my sleep. I then awoke, sat up, and started crying. Greg awoke quickly and came over to me.
"What's the matter my princess?" He asked me.
"Daddy.." I cried as I reached my arms out to him. He picked me up and held me close to him as I cried in his shoulder.
"Shhh, it's alright little one." Greg whispered, trying to calm me. He rubbed my back while I cried. My crying slowed and hushed down after about 7 minutes. Greg sat on his bed against the backboard as he held me on his lap.
"Did you have a bad dream princess?" He asked me. I nodded then hid my face into his shirt as I gripped onto him.
"Don't weave me awone daddy.. not in da dark.." I sniffled. That's what my dream was, that Greg was gonna abandon me like my birth parents did to me when I was a baby, and then I was falling down a deep dark hole with no way of return. I kinda forgot to tell Greg that I'm scared of the dark.
"I promise, I will never leave your side my sweet little girl," Greg reassured me as he drew an X over his heart, "cross my heart." I wasn't sure what to say so I just stayed quiet. Greg kissed my forehead and wiped my tears away.
"Would you like some warm milk?" He suggested.
"Yeah daddy." I said. Greg smiled as he got up and carried me out into the kitchen. He fixed me a sippy cup, half full of warm milk, then carried me back to our bedroom. He sat us back on his bed and I slowly drank my milk. Greg got an idea and reached over to the bookshelf next to his bed, grabbing a storybook from it. He gently turned the lamp on and I saw what book he had grabbed. It was Frozen, my favorite. Greg opened up the book and began reading to me in his soft and gentle tone. I listened while I finished my milk and my eyes began to grow heavy again.
"'Do the magic!" Anna giggled. Elsa then produced a small flurry of snow from her hands and shot it up into the sky, making it snow all over the ballroom." Greg read. He paused and looked down at me. I slowly drifted off into a deep sleep again as the sippy cup fell out of my hand. Greg picked it up and set it and the book aside. He then shut off the lamp and pulled the covers over us. He laid awake for a few minutes, looking at me as he stroked my hair.
"How was I so lucky to end up with a little miracle like you?" He whispered to me as if I could hear him. I turned a bit in my sleep to get closer to him. He smiled and kissed my cheek before laying back down to fall back to sleep.