There was once a girl who used to sleep more than she used to be awake.Her companion was her pillow who knew her more than she knew herself. He was her diary of dreams and wishes.
He knew that every night she slept she wished upon a star for a fairy to come by and take her to her world of dreams. Or whenever the clock struck twelve she instantly wished she were Cinderella and her dream prince would lift her off her feet on a white horse.
At day she was an ordinary girl but at night she was a princess as she entered her world, a world of roses, where the skies were blue, the moon was huge and bright and everyone had castles in the air.Waving her wand and wishing everyone's miseries away.
At times she wondered,how would it to be to fly like a bird free in the skies or how would it be to have a time machine where she could travel to any period she wanted?How would it be to live under the sea like a mermaid or to live in a land of chocolates?Spend her days chasing butterflies,blowing bubbles and chewing gum?
And yet she remained the girl who used to sleep more than she used to be awake. Her companion being her pillow who still knew her more than she knew herself.
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