Dream about Clouds
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This story is about a girl who is trying to remember a dream she had a some time ago. You think she'll remember and find out why she dreamed of what she dreamed of?
(Btw there will be translation for words in czech or any other languages)
Girl's name/holčičíno jméno: Adele Baker
You can comment if there is any grammar mistake!
EVERYTHING in this story is made up by me!
I got little inspired by a game Little Nightmares
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