I dance to the rhythm of the beat, flying through the air in my imagination. I begin to sing cheerfully. Not realising that my feet were making humongous footprints in the dirt as I danced. I began to gain weight and drop to the floor. But I was too heavy and couldn't get back up. I began to roll around on the grass, having a huge tantrum. luckily my best friend saw me. She sung this enchanting song. Then I started to magically get pulled up of the ground, as I somehow lost weight. One, two, three, four she vanished.
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