Happiness and The Lost Puppy

Happiness walked happily, despite the Genie’s absence – the only person that could make her happy.


“Everyone is relying on my happiness,” Happiness thought. “I should not be sad”, even if her heart is shattering.


A tiny bark could be heard once in a while but Happiness thought nothing of it. Now that she thinks about it, the tiny barks has been there even since the Genie was still around.


Happiness looked around, something Happiness never did before. Behind her, wagging its tail, is a little white puppy.


“Hello?”, Happiness waved. “Have you been following me?”


The little puppy happily wagged its tail with much gusto. Unlike the other beings Happiness met, this one is different. Her heart skipped a beat.


“You’re not tagging along anymore. You have to leave me too”, Happiness whispered.


The little white puppy whimpered and walked towards Happiness. Happiness sat down and hugged him.


“Its okay, I’m used to it. I hope you can find your way back”, Happiness smiled with tears streaming down her face.


The little white puppy licked her face that made Happiness giggled. “I will be okay”, she said.


Happiness hugged the little white puppy until he disappeared. Happiness stayed this way for a moment, her mind and her heart heavy.


After a while, Happiness stood up and walked happily.


“Everyone is relying on my happiness,” Happiness thought. “I should not be sad”, even if her heart is shattering.


No Sense

Have you ever experience a weird dream that no matter how hard you think about it, it won’t make sense? And then comes a day when poof!, you suddenly realized the whole meaning.

If your answer is no, neither did I. Haha!

But I have experience something close to that.



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I was 16 or 17 when I had this dream. I had a newborn child, it was a very handsome baby boy. I was very happy staring at the little angel sleeping in his crib.

It was only a moment when I had to pee at a public restroom (I don’t know why). Then I saw this white man inside the bathroom, wearing a black bonnet and sunglasses carrying a baby. (How weird is that?)

I came back to our room and my baby was gone. I looked everywhere until I saw the main in bonnet. He recognized me and ran fast. I tried to catch him but I failed.

I cried and cried. Ran hard until I fell off a bridge. I thought I would die but it seemed like I got inside a bottle floating across the river.

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Now that was 6 to 7 years ago. What really freaked me out is when I had this dream again, exact details. And guess what? I think I met the man who stole my dream child. Freaky!


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