Eyes close and open

Close and open. Close

Soundtrack to my dream is the laughter

And chatter. And more laughter

The warmth of my mother

Matching the warmth of the fire

I imagine the lights

Stringing across the roof

Wind blowing them so ever slight

Like fairies dancing in the night sky

The end of a happy day

Where I wake up carried to bed

Where I dream of fairies dancing in the night sk...

“Dibs not!” yelled Macy

“No I am not being it again! I refuse, I’m ALWAYS it” Tiana screamed in reply, just loud enough the sisters’ friends’ eardrums burst just a little bit.

“I just hate being by myself the whole time”. It came out almost a whimper.

“Ok T, how about we play a new game? So, when you find someone they become the finder, kinda like tiggy? And then they have to go find someone ...