Thursday, October 17, 2013

The Lily Pond Princess Chapter I


Chapter 1 A Story

Once in Georgia a little girl was born. She was named Vynilla; not vanilla -Vynilla. But that was a long time ago. Now Vynilla was ten. She didn’t live with her parents. Vynilla lived with 6 frogs and an owl in a forest where no humans ever came except for Vynilla. At the very end of the forest there was a lily pond and this lily pond was eight feet deep. But the pond always sparkled at night and next to the lily pond every night slept Vynilla. 
This is a very odd story about Vynilla so listen carefully. When Vynilla was one a monkey took her away from home. Vynilla did not remember anything about her parents so she asked the monkey who was visiting her what her parents were like. “Horrible,” the monkey said. That was the only thing anyone ever said about her parents. So Vynilla went to Owly the owl to ask for a story without the word “horrible” in it. She climbed up the tree with a big “O” on it which stood for Owly. There was lots of bark on the tree but it was still an unusual tree; of course Vynilla didn’t know why she thought it was an unusual tree - it just seemed unusual. 
“Tell me a story about you when you were a kid,” said Vynilla. 
“Ok, well when you were a kid,” Owly joked, “me, Banana” - the name of the monkey - “and the frogs always came and visited you at night and the breeze that the fan made felt so good. And then one night Banana grabbed you and took you with us.” 
“But what about my parents?” asked Vynilla. “Describe them without using the word ‘ho-‘” 
“They were horrible,” interrupted Owly. Vynilla sighed and climbed back down the tree. Vynilla went down to the frogs to ask them for a story - without the word “horrible” in it. 
“Ribbit!” Vynilla croaked to the frogs. Six frogs came out of the water and each  frog jumped on a lily pad. “What can we help you with?” croaked a frog. “Tell me a story,” Vynilla pleaded. “We have no story to tell.” admitted the frogs. “Well then let’s swim in the pond!” cried Vynilla and then before you could say trick-or-treat Vynilla had slipped into the pond and was swimming happily. 

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