Jenny whispered into the quiet air, her heart full of longing for a friend who understood her secret dreams. She imagined magenta hair, pink skin, and delicate butterfly wings, her thoughts swirling with colors and laughter. In that moment, the room seemed to hum, and something extraordinary began to take shape beside her.
"Chloe, are you there?"
Chloe stretched her wings, fluttering gently. Her laughter was crystalline, filling the room with magic. As Jenny reached out, their hands met, and the world felt wider and warmer than ever before.
"I'm here, Jenny. You brought me to life,"
"Mom, Dad—this is Chloe,"
Jenny's Mom blinked, torn between shock and awe. Chloe dipped her wings in greeting, and the silence lingered before Jenny's Dad let out a nervous chuckle.
"Well, I suppose we have a lot to talk about,"
"Everyone, this is Chloe. She’s my friend,"
Chloe smiled shyly, her wings fluttering as the other kids gathered around, their faces alight with excitement. They peppered her with questions, giggling and marveling at her uniqueness, and soon she was the center of a joyful crowd.
"I’m happy to meet all of you,"
"Jenny, you’re growing up so fast,"
Jenny smiled sadly, her eyes shining with gratitude and love. She knew their time together was precious, and that Chloe belonged to a world beyond her own childish dreams.
"Will you have to go?"
"It’s time, Jenny. I’ll live in Dreamland now, with all the ideas people create,"
"I’ll never forget you, Chloe,"
Chloe smiled, her form growing more ethereal as she stepped into the night, carried by a gentle wind toward a world where dreams are born. Jenny watched, heart full, knowing that real or imagined, some friends stay with us forever.
