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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As soon as the dust uttered the last words, a huge raindrop suddenly hit him and five other dust dots around him. It was like a slow-motion movie. The shouts of the six dust dots filled Michael’s ears as they were slowly engulfed by the raindrop and brought down to the ground.

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