This story is FICTIONAL!!‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️
When I'm lost, I can hardly ever be found. I can dream and imagine things no one can ever dream of. I can do things no one can ever see. I can fly in my dreams. I can turn invisible. I can do anything I want to do. At least I would if I didn't always get disturbed. My family interrupts me. My teachers are distracting to me and my mind. You would think my friends would too, I guess they would if I ever had one. I have one friend. My Shadow. It doesn't interrupt me. It never distracts me. It barely disturbs me. People do. I HATE it when people interrupt me. My mind does too. I dream everyday. At my desk. While I'm eating. During breakfast. Lunch. Dinner. I dream all day every day. Everyone hates me for it. I dream. I think. My shadow is just like me. That's why I like it. To be continued
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