

April 6. “Button, can you please continue with the story you were telling me?”
“Of-course.”
The entrance to this other world was green with beautiful bouganvillas covering the pathway. MoJo stepped inside.
Music played and a voice from somewhere asked—You seem very young. What are you doing in a place like this?
I have no clue, answered MoJo. All I know is that the family who brought me home sent me here for a brief vacation. MoJo turned around to see a white furry dog standing beside her.
And who are you? Asked MoJo.
My name is Shabby and the same family looked and cared for me when I was thrown out on to the streets. They are a lovely family and they must have sent you here with a purpose. By the way, this is a lovely place. Come, I’ll introduce you to some of my friends.
This is Magic. She was with the same family for 7 long years and enjoyed every second of her existence.
And what is she doing here? Asked MoJo.
She’s visiting another planet.
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