Pixie Town

JASMINE WINE

Deep in a magical forest lies my favorite place. A giant bright red mushroom. That's where my family and I live. I am 13 years old. My parents work at a witch hut nearby. I go to school at a private pixie school. It’s Monday morning at 8:00. I am at school. My class is currently working on flying. Our wings have not fully developed so we tend to fall a lot. My best friend, Autumn, is trying to fly super high in the sky. Crash, she falls really hard. I hear her crying. I run over to her, her arm is covered in bright red blood. My teacher calls a forest ambulance and they load Autumn onto a stretcher. A few hours later she comes over to my house as she does everyday. She explains how she broke her arm in the fall. I give her a hug!

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