Once upon a time there was little girl
named Maya. She had blond
hair and big blue eyes. Maya usually wore pretty dresses and fancy black boots. Her favorite dress was pink with shiny shimmering diamonds all over it. She wore it everyday because she had multiples of the same dress. She had many of the same dress made especially for her by the royal seamstress so she could always be comfortable and feel her best. The dresses were soft and didn’t poke her. They had lots of pockets.
Maya was a good little girl because she was smart and strong and funny and didn’t take any sass from anyone. She was the Queen.
If someone gave her a hard time she would gently tap her royal hitting stick on the ground and the guards would stand ready to offer protection. Her best friend was a little dog named Mamow and they loved to play on the edge of the spokey forest under an old sugar maple, who Maya named Whisper because when the leaves rubbed together they sounded like a man softly speaking to a child the way Maya’s Dad would when he read her a story at the end of a long day of play as Maya would fall asleep in his large arms.
On the first day of summer Maya was playing under Whisper with Mamow. They were playing a game of keep away. Maya hid a little brown teddy bear and Mamow tried to find it. When he did, he would run around the tree and little Maya chased after him until she got it back. Then Maya ran around the tree while Mamow chased her. They liked this game very much. It made Mamow bark and Maya giggle. In her excitement Maya throw the teddy bear up into the air. It bounced off a branch and went flying into the spokey forest. Mamow sat and stared and pawed at the spokey forest. Maya froze.
They didn’t go into the spokey forest for two reasons. One it was called the Spokey forest and two it was home of wild beasts, most notably the blue Tiger which was a fearsome beast that glady ate little creatures such as Maya and Mamow and teddy bear. Usually she would just peak in and watch the shadows of the forest dance and then go about her play but poor teddy bear was in there. How could she abandon him? Mamow and her looked into the forest. She could not see the teddy bear. Maya had a big problem. She could tap her stick. But she was the queen. She looked to her stick and then back to the Spooky forest.
She took a deep breath and said, I’ll find him and she went into the spokey forest. Mamow wined. Teddy bear was hung up on the branch of a gooseberry bush so she pulled teddy down and hugged him. She was a good little girl and like all good little girls she was brave and a loyal friend. Then Maya went home and had speghetti and she gave Mamow the all the meatballs. Then her mom helped her put on a clean shimmering diamond dress and Maya privileged Mamow with a song and spirited face squeezing.
The end
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