One day, Tippy, and Laila were running in the hills, they were having such a fun time, rolling, sliding, and climbing trees. Tired, they decided to rest for a while on top of the hill. Up there, they could hear clearly the singing of the birds and the whistling of the wind. It was their most favorite spot in the world. Laila had Tippy sat on her head, she had always felt that tippy loved the warmth of her blue hair. While enjoying the view, Laila saw something different hidden behind the bushes.


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Laila had a bestfriend, his name was Tippy. They were chunks of leaves crumpled to form a little boy. Tippy had yellow sunflowers as his hair, and had shredded red roses as his arms and legs. She never left the house without Tippy, even if most of the time some parts of Tippy fall out or get wearied. Since Laila and her mother lived in the woods, the poor little child did not have any real children to play with. Although, curious, Laila never dared to ask her mother about other kids, for she was afraid she would hurt her mother's feelings and think that she's blaming her for taking her away. So she kept all her questions inside, and instead let her heart wander in dreams and fantasies of what might have beens.

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i've always wanted to be a pre-school teacher
or a fiction writer of kids books.

well, here's my attempt:

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Once upon a time in a forest far, far way, there was a sweet young girl named, Laila. Her skin was the color of the grass fields, while her long wavy hair was the color of the sea. Her face, exudes an air of serenity and comfort. Indeed, Laila was different from all the others and her mother was so worried the others would hurt her little child, that she decided to hide Laila in the woods.

*to be continued...