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DRINK ME

Drink Me was her—admittedly, completely unoriginal—first thought.  But really what else does one think when one sees a tiny door. If reading had taught her anything it was that tiny doors lead to magical places full of lovely flowers and great adventures. Intent on finding the beautiful bottle that she knew MUST be nearby, she didn’t see the bark begin to ripple. Sadly, little Allie had forgotten another important lesson about magical doors: they often have guards. Before she could even think “what a curious feeling,” she felt its arms around her. Now it’s her turn to wait.  

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30 thoughts on “DRINK ME”

  1. Oh dear. I hope there are indeed ‘lovely flowers and great adventures’ available to her while she waits in that tree. That was a great twist. And the story had me intrigued from the opening words.

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