The fairies at the bottom of my garden have been my friends since I was little. Mummy and Daddy never knew about all the fun stuff we did together, at the bottom of the mountainside we lived on. It was a lovely place I lived, full of fun, laughter and secrets, we were so happy.
Now at twenty two am not allowed to return there, my doctors say. But as I sit here in my small, soft cell with the door secured, I have a secret that the doctors don’t know… My little fairy friends still come and visit me!
Word Count 100
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