A star was floating by. It was a shoting star. I wished on it. I said I wished I had a sprkling dimein. A cupole days later. I got my wish that I asked for. I made a neklist out of my wish and I gave the neklist to my mom. She said where did you git this preshish dimein? I wished on a star but some wishs don't come trew. Then why did mine come trew? Maybe you are speshole. I'm speshole? Yes you are.
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3 comments:
Zoe, I thought this was THE BEST story. Your special spirit really shines through these beautiful words you wrote. Love, Dad
Zoe Rosie, I loved your story - It was wonderful! Here you made a wish and gave it to your Mom - how wonderful and so unselfish. You are a true treasure. Lots of love and lots of kisses, Gramma Judy
Zoe, wishes only come true for super special little girls like you. I love your drawing and your story.
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