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“If you don't ask, you don't recieve.”
― Mahatma Ghandhi
Once upon a time, at the edge of a summer strawberry field, lived a young unicorn named Fizzi. She had super soft fur and big, kind eyes. Every day, the children laughed as they picked strawberries and had fun in the sun.
Fizzi loved to watch the children play, but she wanted to join in. However, she was too shy to approach them, fearing she might scare them away. Instead, she sat at the edge of the field, all alone.
One day, a small girl named Bianca approached Fizzi. With a warm smile, she introduced herself and asked why Fizzi never joined them in the field. Fizzi shyly confessed her fear of being different and scaring the children away.
But Bianca talked to Fizzi, telling her how much they admired her and wanted to meet her. She explained that being different was what made each of them special, just like the unique flavors of the strawberries they loved.
Encouraged by Bianca’s words, Fizzi gained courage and joined the children in the field. To her surprise, they welcomed Fizzi with open arms, eager to pet her soft fur and share their strawberries.
As the afternoon sun dipped low, casting a golden glow over the field, Fizzi realized that she had found true friendship and acceptance. She smiled as she enjoyed herself, feeling grateful for the bravery that had led her to this moment.
That night, as Fizzi drifted off to sleep under the twinkling stars, she dreamed of endless days filled with laughter, strawberries, and the warmth of friendship. From that day on, Fizzi never felt alone again, for she knew she had found a place where she truly belonged.
