Daisy's TulipsDaisy was my best friend. We’d known each other since kindergarten. She had blond, bouncing curls, and an effervescent attitude. She was the best friend I could’ve asked for. Her house was right next to mine, we’d meet up every afternoon by the gap in the fence, we’d tell stories and play games. One day we imagined that we were animal pioneers and we tried to find lots of different animals in the garden. We mostly caught bugs, including caterpillars, worms and moths. Daisy did find a butterfly, though. It was bright blue with black spots. She kept it in a jar and fed it leaves and flowers. It would fly around inside thDaisy's Tulips by ~smile-iMight2
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