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Not all that wonder are lost

(Original)
    There was once a girl who was as beautiful as a tiger, as fast as a cheetah, and as smart as a owl, this girls name was Otillia. She lived in a big house on the edge of town in the front of a meadow and behind that there was a BIG forrest which she roamed everyday. She would skip across the babbling brook and spin into the meadow of flowers and would swing from branch to branch in the forrest. The summer was coming to an end and she was about to go into kindergarten. She went to bed that night crazy excited. At school she would find any excuse
she could to not be sitting. Soon the seasons passed from summer into fall, to winter, to spring. One day Otillia got fed up with it and ran into her mothers arms and burst into tears and screamed her problems into her mothers hair. Her mom waited for her to calm down before she spoke. At last she said, "Otillia, my darling each season is unique in its own way. Fall: everything is so beautiful with all he different colors. And winter: everything is so pretty and white and you can skate on the brook. Spring: everything is in blossom and it leads to your favorite season, summer." Otillia liked this advice. At last she woke up in a sweat it's the first day of school. Otillia grew up to love each season in its own way.

(sorry its short but they are called short stories)
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