The Perfect Girl
There once was a perfect girl She was perfect at everything, but especially perfect at music. She was so perfect at music that she could play two instruments, The clarinet and the mellophone with ease! But one day she got very sad, she was alone, the perfect girl had a imperfection. She sobbed and sobbed, knowing she was alone and no one could love her. Tears were pouring down her face, she snorted and choked and sobbed, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked at the figure as it kneeled down so it was eye level with herself. The figure, apparently female, smiled and wiped away all her tears. The perfect girl sniffed and looked into the eyes of the girl.
`” But why would you want to help me, I’m not perfect?” she said, in a harsh scratchy voice from all the crying she had done.
"Because," The girl smiled "No one is perfect. We live in a imperfect world, where everyone, every human, every plant, every animal has a imperfection."
The perfect girl looked around