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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Things became monotonous again. Dark, cold, and that pressure was getting heavier.

The dot wanted to reach the bottom of the ocean and maybe find his place and happiness. But the water pressure kept pressing him harder and harder. His body shivered and the total darkness overwhelmed him.

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