Bed Time Stories (story #26)

My dad used to tell me and my brother stories before bed. If he was really tired he would say that he didn’t want to tell us any story that night. We would beg him to tell a story until he would say, “Alright. Once upon a time there was a girl, and she went to sleep. The End.” We would say that wasn’t fair, and ask him to tell another. He would say “Okay. Once upon a time, there was a boy, and he went to sleep. The End.” Then our dad would go to sleep.

Published by brainchildgalore

I am an art enthusiast who loves many forms of art such as watercolor, drawing, writing, and much more. Here on my blog, I try to show a snippet of my hobbies and artistic endeavors. My life vision is to turn everything into an artistic version of itself, living a life that allows me to be the person God made me to be, and do my best work. Quote of the month "To see the person you will be in 5 years, examine the books you read, the TV shows you watch, and the friends you keep. They will show you a reflection of your future." - a wise person.

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