As of 6/27/ I updated all chapters. (But this chapter, I think it's fine as is)

My dad is lonely.

When I was littler, he used to always tell me stories of places no one has ever heard of. When I told my friends, they all laughed and said he made them up. But… I know he didn't!

Every night, he tucks me in like usual and brings out his sketch pad. Every time he tells me stories, he draws the people or places he describes. When I wake up the next morning, they're up on my wall surrounded by the others.

In the center of my wall is one photo that's framed.

It was picture of my dad and his friends when they were teenagers. He's standing in the middle with mommy on the left and his best friend on the right. In front of them are Donald and Goofy and Mickey too! On daddy's shoulder is also Jiminy. You can't really see him 'cause he's small. When he sits down next to me as he draws everyone and everything, I can see the look in his eyes.

He really misses them.

I hope I get older faster! 'Cause I want to go to all those other worlds he mentioned! But I can't 'cause I'm too little...

I want to see him smile again.