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"Little Pink Poogle" by heysarahkate
Little Pink Poogle loved to run and play. It was one of her most favorite things to do. She'd run with her little plump feet, around and around each day. She wasn't the fastest Poogle in the lands, the other's were much faster, but that she didn't care. Little Pink Poogle just wanted to have fun, not complain about how it was unfair. So that was exactly what she did, and not once did you see Little Pink Poogle with a frown on her face.
"Maybe you'll get faster when you're older." The others would suggest. She'd nod and agree, "I will practice and practice, and never give up. I'm going to be the fastest Little Pink Poogle in the world!" She'd try her best each day and practice each night, but nothing seemed to help her gain speed and take flight.
She wanted more than anything to compete in Poogle Races, and she told herself she'd make it just to see her friends faces. Every night she'd time herself, but her times were always slow. That didn't stop her from trying, and Little Pink Poogle never quite gave up, Running all the time... and as the days passed by, she continued to try, and try, and try.
Running and running, over and over, Little Pink Poogle would try. She didn;t give up, and sure enough, Little Pink Poogle found a way to run faster. She practiced and practiced, and finally made it! Her time was fast enough! Sure, she wasn't the fastest, but she was able to compete in her first Poogle Race. Little Pink Poogle was so excited she could barely sleep! She just couldn't wait. This was going to be it! This was her fate.
Signing up for Poogle Races, Little Pink Poogle danced with joy! She was so thrilled to be a part of it! Dancing around she laughed with her friends, practicing and running. It was her favorite thing to do, that was true, and nothing could stop her! Just a few more days, she couldn't wait! She'd finally get to race. Little Pink Poogle practiced and practiced, waiting, and waiting, until.... The day had finally come, when Little Pink Poogle could compete, she jumped around, "oh this is fun!" looking at her number, she was given one!
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