Lorax got dumps like a truck

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The sun lays on my scarred yet porcelain skin, I stretch my 2f body out of bed (I'm short uwu).
"Will today finally be the day I see a truffula tree" I sighed while putting my hair into a messy bun. I head out of my house that looks like all the others, I'm leaving this awful town. 

My father is Mr Onceler the bastard child of the man who killed all of the trees. People in town gossip about me all the time saying the Oncelers are no good. God I'm so sick of it.

I reached the intimidating big grey wall and walked through the secret door leading to reality.  The eerie stumps and broken machines have grown on me. This spooky place is now my home away from home. 

I'm not like other girls my age, all they care about is premium air and vintage thneeds.  I'm too busy trying to bring back trees 🌲 into the world. 

I decided to venture out farther than usual today. I was looking for anything new when I stumbled upon a particular stump with rocks surrounding it. "Unless" I mumbled under my breath. Suddenly a bright light flashed my blue orbs.

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