Charles, the child of Happiness |Children's story |@hermes2202

⭐Charles, the child of Happiness⭐


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⭐️A night in my bed⭐️

Children's story section: Chapter 1

A night in the middle of my dreams
in the cold of my room
I felt my bed rise.

In a matter of a blink I was
flying in the heights, the breeze and the clouds
they slipped into my black hair

-How did this happen? - I wondered.

"Now you are destined to change the lives of others," a voice told me in the middle of nowhere.

I tried to find where it came from
that sweet female voice, soft and relaxing but stopped talking

-Who you are? - I asked for.

-I'm your Bed and I will take you to know a different world every time you come to sleep.

-Why do you do it?.

-Charles, you are a very happy child and you must learn to give others happiness.

While thinking about what he still said to me
we were still flying very high, the wind was
I was getting stronger and my blue striped pajamas
It looked like a superhero cape.

-Are you ready Charles? - Asked my bed.

-For what?.

  • To visit the first person you need to be happy.

-Okay, I'm ready.

I'm really excited to meet
to many people, but I have some fear

-How can I help those people to be happy?

-You will see Charles, you can do it.

My bed stopped and at that moment a door
appeared in front of us slowly opening.

-It's the moment Child, Enter there and make others happy.

I got out of bed with fear of falling, but the dark sky filled
of stars seemed to be like the floor of my room, cold, hard and
easy to walk.


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