Stories & Poems by Sally
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Pin Cushion
In a big house was a little pink bedroom and in that bedroom there was a pink bed, under the pink bed was a pink box where some toys and a small pin lived. The toys were alive and could all talk to one another. When it was very quiet and no children or grown-ups were near they would come out to play. They did not get played with anymore as they were old and used and the children had out grown them. One morning the dollies and teddies decided to climb up on one another to reach the bed. “Can I climb on too please?” Asked the pin. “Oh no!” said one of the dollies “you can’t come you aren’t a proper toy, you are sharp and may hurt us.” The little pin was very sad and made her own w...