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đȘ "The Wishing Chair" đȘ
A magical chair, one brave girl, and a wish that changed everything.
In a quiet village surrounded by hills and soft winds, there was a dusty old attic in Amie's grandmother's house. Amie loved spending weekends there, exploring old books, playing dress-up, and imagining wild adventures.
But one day, she found something she had never seen before â a crooked wooden chair with golden legs, hidden under a dusty blanket. There was a small tag on it that read:
"The Wishing Chair â Sit, Speak, Soar."
Amie laughed. "Is this some kind of joke?"
Still, curious as always, she sat down.
The moment she whispered a wish â "I wish to fly far, where no one has ever been" â the chair shook, sparkled with blue light, and lifted into the sky! đđ
She soared above her village, over mountains, deserts, and sparkling oceans. The chair took her to Cloudland, a floating world above the sky where dreams lived like birds and trees hummed lullabies. She met creatures made of stars, danced on moonbeams, and shared stories with the Queen of Dreams.
But while there, she heard a whisper:
"The chair grants three wishes. Use them wisely."
She had one more wish left.
Her first wish brought her here.
Her second had been a soft one: "I wish to never forget this place."
But what should the last be?
As she sat under a glowing dream-tree, she saw a little girl crying, lost in the fog of Cloudland.
"Are you okay?" Amie asked.
"I wished to leave my sad life," the girl whispered. "But now I want to go home⊠and I can't."
Amie looked at her chair. She knew what she had to do.
She placed the girl on it gently and whispered her third wish:
"I wish she gets home safe â and never feels lost again."
The chair shimmered and vanished, taking the girl away.
Amie was left in Cloudland with no more wishes, no chair, and no way home.
But the Queen of Dreams appeared and smiled.
"You gave away your last wish to help someone else. That kind of heart? Deserves more than magic." âš
And with a clap of her hands, a cloud turned into wings on Amie's back â soft, glowing, and powerful.
"You don't need a chair anymore," the Queen said. "You are the magic now."
Amie flew home that night under the stars â no chair, just her courage and heart full of light.
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đ« The End. Or the beginning of every wish Amie made come true after that.