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.

*to be continued...