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Once Upon a time their live a happy little girl. So brave and determined yet so beautiful. Little did the little girl know that her own mother was a jealous witch that wanted her bravery, beauty, and determination. So the little girl's mother made a plan to make her own daughter a monster. The next day when the little girls mother made muffins she injected ink into the "chocolate" muffins. "Sweetie muffins are ready! ~" the mother said.
The little girl ran into the kitchen with a smile on her face." Here take this one it's the biggest and has the most chocolate." The mother said with a smile. "Thank you!" the little girl said with glee. Once the little girl took a bite out of the muffin she started choking on it asking and begging for help while Black Ink was pouring down her mouth. The mother just stood there with a crazed smile." No, I want you to be a monster. The most horrible one on earth.~" the little girl didn't want to be a monster.
She couldn't help it, so she used the last of her ability to stand up and run. "GET BACK HERE YOU MONSTER!!!" the mother said, but the little girl didn't listen. The little girl ran all the way to her dad's Animation Studio that was abandoned. She had under one of the rooms in the animation studio so no one could find her. there were holes in the wall but she was small enough to fit in. Then she heard footsteps and what sounded like a river flowing through the studio. 'please don't find me. please don't find me. please don't find me' the little girl started to whimper, and cry so she hit herself into her knees.
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