Dreams of a Kitten by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Dreams of a Kitten

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Stevie and the Christmas Tree

Stevie had never seen a Christmas tree before, but he had heard

wonderful stories about them from the older friends in his

dreams. They spoke of twinkling lights, shiny ornaments, and the

magical feeling that filled the air during Christmas.

One chilly December night, as Stevie curled up in his warm bed,

he drifted off into a deep sleep. In his dream, he found himself

in a grand living room, much larger than the one he knew. In the

center of the room stood the most magnificent Christmas tree he

had ever imagined. It was adorned with sparkling lights of many

flashing colors, colorful baubles, and a golden star that shone

brightly at the top.

Stevie approached the tree with wide eyes and a heart full of

wonder. To his surprise, the tree began to speak.

"Hello, little kitten," the tree said in a gentle, melodic

voice. "Welcome to my world. I am the Christmas Tree of Dreams."

Stevie' eyes widened even more. "You can talk?" he asked, his

voice filled with awe.

"Yes, I can," the tree replied with a twinkle in its lights. "I

am here to share the magic of Christmas with you. What would you

like to know?"