✨ Title: “The Girl Who Collected Moons” Once upon a night not found in any calendar, there lived a girl who didn’t collect things... she collected moons. Not the ones in the sky. But the ones hidden in broken people’s hearts — the soft glow of dreams they gave up on. Every time someone cried themselves to sleep, a little moon would fall into the sky. And quietly, she would pick it up… whispering gently, > “You are not forgotten.” She kept them in a jar made of whispers — safe, glowing, and warm. People said she was strange. But they never saw how many souls she saved — just by believing in light when all they had left was darkness. One day, she disappeared. No note. No goodbye. Just gone. And from that night on… whenever someone feels a little less broken — they look up at the sky and say, > “She must’ve left one of her moons behind.” Because healing always comes from the places we don’t understand… And maybe, just maybe — magic isn’t a spell. It’s a girl who still believes in it. Not every story is meant to make sense. Some are just meant to be felt. #TheGirlWhoCollectedMoons #MagicInWords #DreamyStories #SoftFantasy #EmotionalMagic #AnamikaWrites #StoryWithSoul