This is just a short story I wrote for my nephew's 1st birthday.
Heather the Great could be everything. And she was.
Heather the Great could be everything. And she was.
Sometimes, Heather was a dancer.
Other times, she was a famous athlete.
Once, Heather decided she wanted to be an animal, so she
became a fox with flowers in her hair.
Then she changed her mind, and became a racecar driver
instead.
Another time, Heather wanted to be an acrobat; she glided
across the tightrope with the greatest of ease.
Often, Heather was a model; everyone took pictures of her
wearing the prettiest clothes in most stylish way.
On Tuesdays she was a princess who ruled her kingdom with
love and fairness.
Or she was rock star with the most beautiful voice in the
world.
Occasionally she was an artist, a scholar, or a cowgirl, but
not at the same time.
Heather even learned to fly, and almost became a bird so she
could fly away above everyone else.
But then, Heather realized she was tired of being
everything.
Because, you see, everything wasn’t very fun alone.
So instead, she decided to share her everything with Jasper .
. .
The Great
And to her, he was everything.
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