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A long time ago, near a village called Buttery Glen, there lived a dragon. He was the color of midnight. He was huge and covered in sharp, pointy scales. The fire he breathed could light up the night sky.

He lived in a nest high above the village in an old, dead tree.

Everyone in Buttery Glen was scared of the dragon...everyone but one precocious girl.

She wanted to be a knight. She was strong and brave and unafraid.

Sure, the dragon breathed fire. But there were people with worse breath. And sure, the Dragon looked scary. But there were dogs in the village with scarier faces.

One day, the dragon had come down from his nest and was hiding in the cornfields.

Everyone ran to escape the dragon. Everyone except for her.

Armed with her homemade sword, helmet and shield, she ran through the deserted village toward the cornfield.

When she spotted the dragon, she snuck up behind him.

“Excuse me!” she yelled. The dragon roared. He lowered his head to her level. She felt the dragon’s hot breath on her face.

“I’m girl,” she said. “I’ve come to tell you to go away. You’re scaring everybody.”

The dragon inhaled deeply and let out the biggest fire breath he could muster.

“Look out for the corn!” she yelled. But it was too late. The dragon’s fire shot out through the stalks and the field was ablaze.

Suddenly, the air filled with the sound of pops. Thousands and thousands of popcorn kernels jumped up into the sky and fell back down again as fluffy white popcorn.

“Why should anyone like you?” she replied. “You burned down the castle.”

“I didn’t burn down the castle,” the dragon said. “It was struck by lightning. I would never do that.”

“Wow,” she said. “Sounds like you’re the victim of a smear campaign. We’ve got to fix this. What are you good at?”

“Breathing fire,” replied the dragon.

“Well, let’s see it,” ordered she.

The dragon’s breaths quickened. Huff! Huff! Huff! It looked like the dragon’s fire was about to blow! she braced herself. But instead of fire coming out his mouth, tears began pouring down the dragon’s snout.

“I’m so louddddddddddddd

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