"Jeliza-Rose!" She corrected eagerly. "And I'm nine years old. What's your name? You came a long way to go to Disneyland. Is this really Disneyland?" She added in a whisper, admittedly a bit skeptical, but also scared to doubt it into nonexistance. But didn't Disneyland have more people? And, well, didn't you have to pay to get in? And consciously make a decision to go? Darn, thinking like an adult wasn't any fun...
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Date: 2007-10-22 04:40 am (UTC)