Once upon a time, in a small town, there were 2 sisters who lived with their parents. The 2 sisters were named Sally and Anne. Anne was a very nice, generous and friendly girl. On the other hand, her sister Sally, is very nasty, and greedy and unfriendly. Sally would always take away what Anne has—her toys, her chocolates, everything. But since Anne was a generous girl, she always gave Sally what she wants. But Sally was never tired on trying to annoy her sister. She would always play bad jokes on her. One time, Sally put cockroach in Anne’s bed! And another time, Sally hid Anne’s doll. And another time, Sally soiled Anne’s favorite dress. Anne would wonder… “Why is my sister Sally so mean to me?” Some times Anne was tempted to fight back, but she remained with her Sally, because she loved her sister very much. Their parents do not notice the conflict between their daughters, because in front of their parents, Sally is very nice to Anne.
One day, Sally and Anne’s parents asked them to clean up the attic because Their aunt Hilda is coming over the next day for a visit. Sally and Anne brought rags, and a pail of water up to the attic. They noticed the whole room was a mess! It was very dusty and all the things inside were covered with dust. Sally yelled at Anne, “ Anne, what are you waiting for?! Start cleaning up this mess! You don’t want Aunt Hilda to stay in a dirty place…” And then Sally went out and shut the door of the attic and had gone downstairs to her room and played with Anne’s toys. Anne had no choice but to start cleaning. She soaked the rag in the bucket of water and then rubbed the dusty walls. After a lil’ while Anne heard a little girl’s voice, “Help. Help” “Where was the voice coming from?”. Anne thought. “Is that you Sally? Please don’t scare me..” But the voice lingered, “Help. Help.” It wasn’t Sally. The voice was coming from the mirror behind her covered with a blanket. Anne slowly pulled the blanket off the mirror and to her surprise, she saw a litlle girl in the mirror, still saying, “Help. Help.” “How can I help you?”, asked Anne. But the girl only uttered was “Help. Help.” Meanwhile, after a few hours, Sally went back upstairs to check out if Anne has finished cleaning up the attic. When she opened the door softly thinking of scaring Anne. But when she opened the door, She saw Anne talking to the mirror. “What is that crazy girl doing?” Sally said. She went in and saw that Anne was speaking with a girl in the mirror. When the girl in the mirror saw Sally, she said, “Come, play with me!” And then behind the girl in the mirror appeared lots and lots of beautiful dolls and huge playhouse. “ Wow!” Sally yelled with joy. The girl in the mirror, once again said reaching out her hand, “Come , play with me…” Sally without thinking touched the mirror to reach out the hand of the girl in the mirror”. Anne toldher sister, “No Sally, don’t go in there!” But Sally did not listen to Anne. Sally went inside and played with the girl inside the mirror. She did not even look back to Anne. But after playing for a few hours, Sally got tired of the toys and desired to get out of the mirror. But she could not get out. She was inside the mirror. And the girl, she was playing with was gone! Outside the mirror, Anne was crying waiting for her sister Sally to come out of the mirror. And suddenly, she heard her, “Anne help me! I cannot get out of the mirror! Help me Anne!” And then Anne saw beside her, the girl who was inside the mirror a while ago. Anne told her, “What did you do to my sister? Please let her get out of the mirror.” The girl said, “She wants my toys. I want my freedom.” But Anne replied, But she belongs here. And you belong in the mirror with your toys. Please let her go.” The girl was moved by Anne’s love for Sally. And so she touched the mirror and went back in. And after wards, Sally was set free.” Sally hugged her sister so tight and told her. “Thank you Anne. And I’m sorry for being mean to you.” I promise to be a ghood sister to you from now on.” The girl in the mirror smiled at them and waved good bye.
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