The tiny mouse
Once upon a time, there was a tiny mouse that was grey and had stretchy whiskers. His name was Piney! He lived on an old ruined farm, with his mum and dad as well as some of his noisy cousins. But there was one small problem with him, he was grey! You’re probably thinking that it’s normal for a mouse t0 be grey? But it’s not! He was suppose to be white like all the other mice but he felt like the ugly duckling as the only grey mouse. Because of his colour his cousins always teased him. So one day he went to the wishing river, he didn’t know that it was a wishing river at the time. The first time he noticed the river was special was when he started all of a sudden he found himself floating down the river. Next he woke up On a Sandy beach by then he was extremely far from home so he began to cry. But then Piney saw a nice little cottage so he ran as fast as his miniature legs could carry him. Then a witch opened the door she said she wasn’t going to hurt him but she wanted to know why he was there. He said he was lost and sad. She asked why he was sad. He answered that he didn’t like being made fun of because he was grey and not white like the other mice. She told him how it was great to be grey and not to ever be sad. It’s not about your colour or how you look in life it’s about you as a person on the inside. Then she teleports him home where he lived happily ever after.
Super job Athena! I can see you really got your creative juices flowing! Love the description!