Don't you think it's kind of strange...?
How sometimes when you wake up, you know you had a dream, but you can't remember it?
Where do you suppose those dreams go?
But there's 1 dream I remember very clearly as if it was happening right now...
It was a beautiful day in the forest & I was wandering around the woods like I usually do in the morning & came a cross a tiny little butterfly that was fluttering around me. Being a naive little Pichu, I followed it & tried to catch it with my hands. But after a few seconds, something crashed into the ground not to far behind me, causing me to jump a little. I looked behind me to see what it was & approached it. It appeared to be a brown, slightly thick ring with a yin-yang on it as well as another one hanging under it. I was confused. Why is this here? I tried to pull it out of the dirt, but it was like glued to the ground. It took me a while, but I soon manage