No, Violet didn’t want a snail. She didn’t want a bird. She wanted her mommy. The bird looked at her and chirped once more, “Come with me, try to fly!” Violet screamed louder and paddled her arms around. She caught her breath and then it happened. The more she gasped for air the bigger she was getting. Soon she looked like a big balloon and slowly started floating off the ground and into the sky. Violet herself was so busy screaming and being mad she didn’t even notice. The more she swept her arms around the higher she was getting.
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