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.
