this is my story and please don't steal my work.... thanks and enjoy my story
ok i was always an adventrous girl. i explored everything from the branches of my trees to the cracks in my attics. I loved stories but i never knew that some could exsist. Magical stuff.
but there was one place that i never got tired of exploring. whenever i got out of school i would got to this cave that was about a 1/2 mile away from my school. I called it the Black Cave. I don't know why but its been its name since i was 10. And the cave leads to a small patch of forest. Well then it wouldn't be a cave, but the name of this place won't go away.
so i got home from school, and finally it was the last day of school. no more school ment more time to do my Ester Exploration, as my dad called it. So as i was walking home i decided to visit the Black Cave. I needed the peace and quiet , and maybe i would find another trinket or something. So finally i make it to the cave and i always get that sense of relief when i get there. So my steps are slow and steady as i reach the cave. I touch the walls and take in its cold touch. But then i here a crack. i know its not close to me so i run to the end of the cave, and find a broken branch with leaves on it, the leaves were orange, but it wasn't fall yet.... was it? then i realize the leaves weren't orange , they were gold!?so that kinda made me feel crazy so i run to the forest. but the forest was different. It looked different. it kinda had the scifi , forest kinda look. But nobody comes here, im the only one who knows about here. just as im about to go back a voice comes out of no where and says
" hello"
that made me jump but when i looked around no body was there. but then something landed on , my shoulder and said
" wow for a human you don't talk much"
" i can talk..... and what are you?" but i knew what she was, she was a fairy.she was about 6 inches tall, and she was wearing a red rose dress that hugged her figure, and to top it off she had a pair of black slipper like shoes.she was really pretty with her brown hair and golden eyes. I always wanted to see one, even now being 13.
" ok good, cause if you couldn't talk, then we'd get worried. And you should know what i am silly..... oh and I'm Iris, and its nice to meet you Ester."
" How do you know my name? And where am I?"
" Us fairies know names and life stories just at the site of the person. And you should know thi
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