Last day during the midst of the night, I accidentally woke up. I felt the smooth whisper of cold air through my face. My God, I forgot toclose the window before I went to bed.
But that is not the reason of what disturb my being. Before that night, I was looking on my favorite Cinderella dress and I don’t know whathappen but ‘til on my sleep the hesitation of wearing that kind of clothingmarks on me. Yes, I am Dreaming. I walk together with Cinderella. Being withher while doing home chores and se