Velvet Ball And The Broken Fairy.
Velvet ran down a dirt road towards the forest, then stopped to catch her breath. What a bunch of meanies. She took a drink from her water bottle and wiped the sweat from her forehead. If only her eyelashes and eyebrows would grow back, then sweat wouldn’t drip in her eyes. Her stretchy headband helped, but those poo-heads had taken it.
She grabbed a large stick to swipe at cobwebs and tramped into the woods along a well-worn animal trail. It was so peaceful in the forest and no one to bother her. When she reached a clearing, she adjusted her hat to avoid the hot sun, then squated on the soft green grass to pick purple wildflowers. She smiled as little wrens of many colours fluttered all around her. Velvet loved their tiny chirping songs and stopped to listen.
“Help!” cried a squeaky voice. “Help me!”
Velvet jerked and looked around, but didn’t see anyone. Then she heard it again.
“Hey, you! I’m up here! My foot’s stuck, and I can’t get down.”
Shielding her eyes with her hand, Velvet stared at the treetops.
A long-legged fairy doll was hanging upside down from the bough of a tree. Its mouth moved as it spoke. “Are you gonna help me, or not?”
Velvet squinted. Her heart skipped, but she felt rather silly. Was she seeing things? Maybe one of them mean kids was playing a silly joke on her.
The doll spoke again. “Little girl, are you deaf? Or blind? You can’t just leave me here to perish.”