THE FAIRY
Tinkerbell had just been given her wings. Her first day as a fairy. She was going to make everyone proud. She saw him. A big ogre. Sitting beside the river looking sad. She'd land on his arm and cheer him up with a wish. A smooth landing.
Swat!
"Bloody mosquitos".
SCARED
In his tattered coat he looked across the farm at the golden corn. Finally, a good year. Then they came. A black cloud. Crows. He'd get rid of them before they caused havoc. He waved his outstretched hands. One landed on his shoulder and pecked the straw from his head.
Good Scarecrow. Like the 50 word stories.
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