This is the story of Imagination. Imagination of mind to create objects, creatures, world's and all.
Drek was a very shy boy as he was the only child of his parents. He spent most of his time lonely and only with himself. He had very less friends. Most of the friends just used him for their own benefits while rest others just made fun out of him. Every night he used to look up in the sky and asked God if he will ever get rid of this feeling of loneliness. His mother told him many stories, every night a different story. Those stories were his life. He used to wait whole day for the story. One night while he was lying in his bed, waiting for his mother to tell him story, she told him that she has no story that day since all the stories that she told him were from storybooks and she could not get any new story book that day.
Drek was sad. He asked her if she could tell him story by making it herself. She refused. Drek was sad again. Mother kissed him on his forehead and told him that she will surely bring...