... The red ball did not stop bouncing. The princess walked towards it. She picked up her own ball and simply stared at the bouncing ball, wondering what was making it bounce all by itself. Suddenly, a strange old lady appeared in the distance. She walked directly to the princess. "Do you like my ball?," she said in a hoarse voice, "It´s a magic ball!" The princess did not answer; there was something about the old lady that she did not like. "Go on, take it back to your castle; it´s my gift, to you, little princess." The old lady handed the princess the ball. The princess took the ball and ran back to the castle. She did not look back, she did not turn around to see the old lady again, she did not hear her laughing.... a soft evil laughter.....
(More tomorrow)
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