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Violet the Dresser Who Was Bullied

She’s shabby chic, a bedroom chair said at the recycled furniture fair. They were speaking of Violet, and it hurt her feelings. “You mean shabby all over!” a mirror said to a chandelier. The tent shook with all of their laughter; Violet felt ashamed. Someone purchased her and stripped her paints off. She felt naked and vulnerable; even though she was alone. Don’t worry, the designer told her. You are going to be beautiful. She trusted Crystin, the designer; she was talkative and fun. Crystin worked on Violet for over eight months. At the end, she was incredibly beautiful; outstandingly gorgeous. Violet could not look in the mirror; she felt it was too vain. Because she kept saying “you’re gorgeous!” every time. At the next fair, Violet was sold to another designer for two thousand. The mirror and the chandelier were irritated; they had not been sold. Violet decided to not make fun of them or hurt their feelings though. Because she was too beautiful to be shabby in any way.

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Date: 1/16/2022 12:34:00 PM
what a wonderful moral to the tale Caren:-) hugs Jan xx
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/16/2022 4:34:00 PM
Thank you Jan. I am full of them.
Date: 1/16/2022 9:59:00 AM
Ah, as I always say, "the best revenge..." I'm so proud of Violet. The mirror and the chandelier got their just desserts!
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/16/2022 4:34:00 PM
I am too!
Date: 1/16/2022 3:27:00 AM
Good one. A story in poetic form. If only walls could talk what stories they would tell. I guess you will tell this one to your students for their enjoyment and its moral content. Thanks for all the visits to my page. Sara
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 1/16/2022 4:35:00 PM
I like making up stories like this for my students. It was my pleasure Sara.

Book: Shattered Sighs