One Man’s Trash... (Topic 7)
She had come upon it when she was very young. She had been starving, her home in the trees had been destroyed. She knew not where anyone else was, but flew away in a great fright, crying and wailing, wishing it were but a dream. A gust of wind blew her away and her young wings couldn't fly against it. When she had come out of the wind she found it. There was food and homes galore, delighted she went down to eat. The food wasn't the freshest, but there were things she had never tried before. Then there was a little brown house that she found. She was able to drag it over along with a small red box for a bed, something black for the floor, a little stove, and all sorts of other things. She had all she needed here, all but other fairies. She learned to make new friends. There were all sorts of bugs to play with, and strange creatures, some big and others small. She was never bored, there seemed to be something new every few days. One day, she was exploring a new area that she had never been to before. She saw a sign and read, "JUNKYARD."