Once there was lovely little girl namned Isabella Dorothea Lallulah. She was a beautiful lonely-child with redish hair and green eyes, and she lived in small, little and petite village in Wales called Walnut Creek. Here she spent her days wallowing in the fine arts of being by playing the flute and dancing around in the meadow while comuning with all her fluffy imaginary animal friends.
"Quack" said the duck, and Isabella told duck that yes, it was time for cookies and juice, do not be hasty. And would mister grumpy bear have some honey? No, mister grumpy bear would not have honey, he was being grumpy as usual. But suddenly a dark cloud shrouded the clear blue sky, and she saw raindrops fall to darken her lovely linen cloth dress. She ran home and met her mother dear in the hallway. Isabella knew that something horrid had happened from her mother's unusually gloomy disposition...
"Quack" said the duck, and Isabella told duck that yes, it was time for cookies and juice, do not be hasty. And would mister grumpy bear have some honey? No, mister grumpy bear would not have honey, he was being grumpy as usual. But suddenly a dark cloud shrouded the clear blue sky, and she saw raindrops fall to darken her lovely linen cloth dress. She ran home and met her mother dear in the hallway. Isabella knew that something horrid had happened from her mother's unusually gloomy disposition...
