Proulouge

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In a small country, there was a small area that had a small town. That town had a house that looked just like all the others. The couple living there were about to have a child. They were very excited to have their first baby. A girl whom name would soon be Tulip Bellhorn. 

A few months later the girl was born. Mr. and Mrs. Bellhorn had loved Tulip and played wither as she grew. When she was six years old she was carrying a flower to give to her mother. When she held the flower up, it lifted into the air and landed in her mothers hand. The hazel eyes watched the tulip fly from her hands. Tulip shoved her hands back at her side. Her dark brown hair hanging in her face. The flower dropped to the floor, her mother running to get her father. 

"RICHARD! RICHARD!"

"What is it Crystal!?"

Tulip stood there amazed a what had just happened. Then it hit her, she would be punished. Her  amazement turned into fear. She looked around and and spotted the tulip on the ground, picked it up. Her parents were walking towards her with weird faces she never seen her parents look at her with before. 

"Tulip would you please show daddy what you did with the flower please?"

Tulip feared that her dad would act the same way. But she held up the flower once again. It again lifted into the air but half way it shriveled and the bits of flower fell to the ground. 

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