Every night my mom had to struggle with me trying to stay awake and jump all over my bed, so she told me a story.. "That there was a man who was in charge to "shut down" the moon for us to have dreams while sleeping, but he couldn't do his job until my eyes where closed." I felt so guilty for all the nights I refused to sleep that I wanted to do something for that kind man.
So every night I sticked a piece of paper to my window with a message for him. It was always a different message. Sometimes just a "Thank you" or a "Good night", but other nights I told him a story, for him to get some sleep too.
Created: May 08, 2017mollydot Document Media