You led a weird life, especially for a guy your age, many people didn’t pay attention to you, girls didn’t want anything to do with you, and even your siblings were embarrassed to have you around.
You were always into insects, you don’t know when it started, but you assume it may have been from a sense of curiosity, you were always really curious, you started to collect them and keep them in certain boxes and habitats in your room, little did you know exactly how this would impact your life.
You see, you always defended insects, a few days ago, when a kid tried to crush a crippled moth, you stopped him and saved it, it still got you beat up, but you saved it, and put it into a special habitat in your room until it could fly again.
You always made sure to feed and take care of it, along with all your other “friends”, however tonight would end a little differently.
You were caring for the moth again, when something remarkable happens, the moth’s wing fixes itself and it flies up to your face, and then the weirdest part happened, it actually spoke.
“Fret not my friend, for I will not hurt you, you have shown me that humans still care for nature and all its inhabitants, for this, I shall grant your deepest wish, now sleep, my friend, and you will wake up to see what I have done for you.”
Before you could say anything, you felt an overwhelming feeling of fatigue wash over you, and you couldn’t keep your eyes open any longer, as you fell into your slumber, you saw the moth glow a brilliant pink and say one more thing.
“Goodnight my friend, and sweet dreams.”
What do you wake up to?
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