There was a little girl once who wanted to fly. She tried so many different things whe she was about 4.
And she was so cool, she was full of big dreams and hopes.
Her imatination met no limits.
She still is pretty cool but a grown up now, with roots, and different colors.
She still dreams before starting to dream, is the only way for her to fall asleep.
(The story haven’t been finished, I should do it)