Prompt
One day, Timmy had a goal. He wanted to fit into his favorite toy car. He was very excited, but grumpy too. He tried to fit into the car but he was
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sad. Timmy felt embarrassed because his mom knew the special rock was for him.
Suddenly, Timmy heard a voice came upstairs. It was her big again, angry. Timmy remembered his name about his car. He remembered his mommy had given him a great ride in the car without asking. From that day on, Timmy felt less restless of himself for more important than the situation. And every time, they could never forget the time.
The end.<|endoftext|>Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Lily. She loved to pick berries with her friends in her friends, especially her.