A Fairytale

Slainte! I am going to tell a fairytale of a dog that can fly:

Once upon a time, there was a farmyard dog. He had a cruel life. He was fed the rotten leftovers that the farmers and pigs ate. He had to pull fresh vegetables by cart and got whipped. He was laughed by the other farm animals.

One night, a pixie came to the dog. “I will set you free forever.” said the pixie. “I doubt. I get whipped, given rotten leftovers and laughed at.” said the dog doubtfully. “I see that. Tomorrow at dawn, you’ll wake up to freedom.: she said and left. ‘Is this a dream?’ thought the dog. He felt he couldn’t wake so it was real. He rested and dreamed about the pixie giving him freedom.

At dawn, he woke and saw that he was on a cloud. “How did this happened.” he shouted. He saw the pixie. “Hello.” she said. “I see you flew up.” “Impossible!” said the dog. “I can fly?” “Yes.” replied the pixie. “Welcome to Neverland. Home of Peter Pan.” The dog saw a flying man wearing green. “Is he the person wearing green?” asked the dog. “Yes.” said the pixie. “I also made you undarstand stuff you never seen you life.” He was joyful. He never felt that free. Peter Pan saw the dog. “Name, boy?” he asked. “Name? Scratch. Beacause I get whipped and it gives me scratches so the animals calls me Scratch.” said the dog. “I rather call you Nether.” said Peter Pan. “I rather see that mean farmer.”

So Peter Pan shocked the farmer. “You give me dog back!” said the farmer in a Scottish accent. Peter Pan turned him into a golden statue. He did the same to the mean animals. So Nether was free of being whipped, laughed at and being held in slavery. So Nether lived his last 19 years in joy. With a friendly man.

The end.