My First

Bella lived in the small countryside town of Biscuit, nestled deep in the heart of a sprawling valley. It was a quaint and peaceful place, with rolling hills and fields of wildflowers stretching as far as the eye could see. Bella lived alone with her grandpa, who was kind and loving but often sick and unable to leave the house.

Bella spent most of her days tending to the farm and wandering the fields, always hoping to find a friend or someone special to share her life with. But no matter how hard she tried, she always felt like an outsider, standing behind the white sheet that hung from her washing line, watching the world go by.

It was on one sunny afternoon, as Bella was hanging her laundry, that she heard a loud noise...