Once upon a time, a little girl with hectic brown curls and bright green eyes had a cute caterpillar toy which she loved very much. The caterpillar toy was soft and colorful and the little girl held it tight to her cheek every night as she slept. And every morning, the caterpillar toy would wake the little girl by tickling her ear and whispering in a tiny caterpillar voice, “Wake up, my beautiful girl! Wake up my princess!” And every morning the little girl would awake with a smile and love the caterpillar toy even more.
One morning the caterpillar didn’t tickle the little girl’s ear, but spoke to her instead saying, “Caterpillars turn into butterflies eventually. Don’t you know?” Then the caterpillar revealed a shimmering gossamer wing to make its point. The wing twinkled and shone with fantastic colors in the morning light.
The little girl woke with a start and jumped from her bed. She planted her feet firmly on the carpet and stretched herself up to her full three-foot height. “No!” she shouted. “You are a caterpillar!” Then she went about her day as if nothing unusual had happened.
The next morning, before it tickled the little girl awake, the caterpillar unfolded its gossamer wings, admiring one last time how they shimmered and sparkled with magical rainbow colors in the hazy morning light. Then it heaved a deep caterpillar sigh and tucked its wings away forever, whispering to itself over and over, “I am a caterpillar.” Then the caterpillar woke the little girl, tickling her ear and whispering in a tiny caterpillar voice, “Wake up, my beautiful girl! Wake up my princess!”
And so the little girl loved her caterpillar toy and held it tight to her cheek every night as she slept and woke every morning with a smile to its soft tickling and tiny caterpillar voice. Forever and ever.