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The Squirrel and the Dragon: A Fantasy Short Story

Once upon a time, in a little cottage atop a tall tree in a little forest, there lived a little squirrel named Chestnut. Every morning, Chestnut loved to take her little basket and go on nature walks to collect little colorful flowers in the meadows. She would make bouquets and flower wreaths and sell them at the market square. But one day, when Chestnut went on a walk to collect more flowers, she found a big black hill blocking her way. The big black hill was very strange, because instead of being covered with green grass, it was covered in black scales that shimmered in the sunlight. Another strange thing about the big black hill was that it moved up and down, almost as if it were breathing. “I don’t know how this strange hill got here,” Chestnut said to herself. “But I’ll just climb over it.” Chestnut clambered up the big black hill. It was a little difficult, since it kept moving up and down, but thanks to her determination, Chestnut managed to reach the very top. “I did it!” Chest...

Nothing Fits

I looked at all the fancy dresses and sighed. My friend told me that Vivian’s had the best designer clothes, but everything was too big for me. The emerald dress with daisies on the hem, the velvet cloak that would make Little Red Riding Hood jealous, the leather gloves–they wouldn’t fit me!

Even the extra-extra small clothes weren’t small enough. Why didn’t people ever make clothes for people like me? It wasn’t fair! I’ll have to learn to sew my own dresses. 

I fluttered out of the store. Sometimes I wished I wasn’t a pixie who’s as small as Thumbelina.

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