I have been curious about a weird store since I was a child. It is open every day but it is not as crowded as a store. But occasionally I will still see some strange people walking into that store.
I have described it to adults countless times, but they all said that there was no such store nearby. When I drew it and showed it in front of them, they only praised the painting and did not believe me.
I was a little depressed. Just when I was sad, a black cat broke into my field of vision. It was a very beautiful black cat. It had a pair of green eyes, shining like emeralds, and it could actually talk!
So I followed the black cat into that weird store, but I can't remember what happened next.
Like everyone else, I began to lose sight of the store, so that later I felt that I had experienced an Alice in Wonderland dream that day, and I would always feel a little melancholy when I woke up. After that, I gradually forgot about this memory.
Until I opened that door again when I was looking for a job when I grew up...
As a bystander, I witnessed their life's destiny, storing something special for them, waiting for them to receive and arrive.
I have sake and you have stories.
It is better to sit down, listen and act.
Why not scream and walk slowly, letting the misty rain cover your life for the rest of your life.
Various short stories composed of various characters.
Concept: A bizarre world