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Fairy Tale
A girl goes missing
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Five year old Jenny Cupling,
sat in her room and began to sing.

The very next day, Jenny went missing,
no one in the town knew anything.

For months they searched high and low,
they had asked everyone, but no one did know.

After six months, the police feared the worst.
Her parents refused to believe it at first.

One day, her parents went for a walk, to do them good,
they walked into a clearing in the middle of the wood.

Mr. and Mrs. Cupling heard something in the trees,
then there was laughter and a rustle in the leaves.

Whispering surrounded the couple, and then even more,
more whispering as the laughter grew louder then before.

The noises stopped; there was a strange smell in the air,
there stood their daughter with flowers in her hair.

“Oh my goodness, Jenny!” her mother said, hugging her tightly,
“Hello mother and father,” Jenny said lightly.

Mr.Cupling asked as he squeezed his daughter tight;
“Jenny, where were you? You gave us a fright”

The little girl knelt down and looked at the trees,
“I have been playing, away with the fairies”

“Dennis, let’s take our little girl home” Mrs. Cupling said, a tear in her eye,
Jenny tilted her head, “I came here to tell you goodbye”

Jenny’s father grabbed her arm; “You’re coming home, you don’t have a choice”
“I’m not going home ever!” Jenny shouted fiercely, with an unusual voice.

A buzzing was heard around her father, her mother shouted; “Dennis!”
He was ripped apart and torn at by an invisible menace.

Jenny jumped, clapped and giggled as her father screamed,
her mother could see Jenny was not what she seemed.

Jenny glared at her mother before the woman ran as fast as she could,
stumbling, with branches cutting her, she made it out of the wood.

Patricia Cupling died the next week in agonizing pain,
children kept disappearing and were never seen again.


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