| back | Her
life began like so many others. She had spent months staring out of the
hole in the cardboard box of clone like pens. She felt alone in the darkness
of the stationary cupboard. Then one morning the door opened and Beryl
wondered if her chance had finally come. The hand reached in and chose
Beryl from the box. She was thrilled, she had only ever seen the corner
of the stationary cupboard before. Maybe this was Beryl's opportunity
to do great things. |
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