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.

Friday

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But alas! The time came for the rocket ship to return to earth. As it plunged back, the dot felt the intense heat and held on for his dear life. The dot never felt so much fear. The wind that touched the rocket ship’s surface seemed to turn into a wall of fire. Michael felt his grip slipping and he was sure that a great force was trying to eject him from the place.

1 Comments:

At 7:07 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

we shall all come back from where we came from...ofws will come home

 

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