Michael The Tiny Dot

Welcome to the Dream Story I made. This is about the story of many people (who are actually like dots) who are in constant search of their place in this world and their happiness.

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At one point, he met a black, round rock. “Good morning,” said the rock. The dot became interested at the big rock and he said, “What a huge dot you are. May I know where you came from?”

“Ha, ha, ha.... I’m not a dot. I’m a rock!,” said the big guy. “And I just rolled down from that mountain.”

“How is it like up there?” asked the dot.

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