A black cat followed a trail up north. A lady had sat on the bench, gloomy and upset. The black cat jumble don't the bench and rested in her lap and purred. She smiled and took the cat home.

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The tall pumpkin man had finished his carving. It wasn't like what everyone did, but he tried. He carved the face of his long ago friend. After that, he won the 108th Pumpkin Festival.

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With that money, a simple waitress became a wood carved. It wasn't that huge, but it was her dream.

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And with that
Did the story end well
For each and every soul
And for the cat

A lady followed her dream
And a man won at the festival
And this concludes to our end

For each soul in the forest
Knew of the girl
And for the girl
It ended well for all

If you're ever alone, then why not pretend?