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Hi, my name is Isabella
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Who's The Fairyest Of Them All

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By yankeeschick Send DollMail
Created: 2006-09-01 10:56:42 All stories by yankeeschick
Hi my name is Isabella and I am a fairy. This is my story.

"Mom can I go on the internet," I yelled down the stairs. "Sure," Mom replied.

Once I arrived at my computer I sat down, flipped the switch, and logged ontu the internet. I checked my E-mail bin and read all fifteen e-mails of all my friends complaining about their "What I Want To Be When I Grow Up" essay.

I rolled my eyes.

Then I typed google into the adress bar and looked up Jobs. After five hours of searching I ran across a site called www.thedollpalace.com. By that time I was desperate for anything. I clicked one of the stories called My New Job.

Right then I knew exactly what I wanted to be when I grew up."But," I thought to myself "If I told my freinds they would laugh at me. Then it hit me. "I don't have to tell them," I practically cried out. I would just pick another job and pretend I want to be that when I grow up.

After some intense searching on the internet I found a sure fire way to become a fairy.

"Think fairy thoughts constantly and the Top Fairy will let you become a fairy," I read in my head. So while writing my cover up essay and just living life I thought fairy thoughts.

I even dreamed fairy. On the fifth day I looked in the mirror and couldn't believe what I saw.

I was an Ice Fairy. I could freeze whatever I wanted. What I saw in the mirror noone else saw unless I was performing magic. The next day I went to school and recited my essay in front of the class. When the standing ovation lasted way to long I froze every body till the bell rang than I un-froze everyone.

Christie came up to me and high fived me. Then she said"Hey girl, Awesome essay. I never knew you wanted to be a pilot when you grew up." I was so relieved that my cover had worked. "Oh and by the way," Christie said " Why is your hair blue?"

My heart immediatley skipped a beat. I had totally forgotten that from now on noone could touch me or part of my fairy look would appear. That's the price you pay for going the easy route instead of exspensive fairy lessons.

I was never going to be an Ice Fairy again. From then on I was a Fine Print Fairy. The only power I had was to save the world from forgetting to read the fine print. And I would always have blue hair even when I wasn't performing any fine print magic.

The moral of this fairy tale is to always read the fine print.
  

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