love ☀️: memory

Every Halloween, I pull Mickey Mouse out of my mind, and he becomes my faithful companion on this magical night. I look at his smiling face, and warmth flares in my heart - memories of how I was once a kind girl, full of hopes and dreams.

Laughing with friends, we ran through the streets, collecting sweets and enjoying every moment. Mickey was always there, symbolizing the joy and friendship that I so carefully kept in my heart.

But over the years, the shadows enveloped me, and I became someone who uses magic not only for fun, but also for protection. Every time I look at Mickey, I remember that even in dark times, you can find light - the light of childhood memories that will always be a part of me. And this Halloween, I'm opening the door to my past once again, allowing it to remind me that goodness still lives within.