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When we first meet this little girl, she is 6. Her name is Poppy and she's
probably just like every other 6 year old you'll ever meet; loud, lively and loves a bit of a colour every now and again. She lives in the English countryside in quite a large house with her mum, dad and younger sister, Alicia-Rose who is 3. Poppy is a joyous child who has everything she dreamed of and probably more and she even had things that weren't of the natural world - she made them up.

Poppy's a dreamer, imaginator, creator - whatever you would like to call it or all of the above. She loved to express herself in anyway possible without thinking of the consequences. But of course, she didn't have to, for she was only a child and didn't have to worry about any responsibility, not yet anyway.

Words were her specialty but when she couldn't use words, she used dancing. Poppy loved to dance and would go spinning around the house barely knocking over everything in her path excluding most of the glass vases that had to be replaced. Despite being a little clumsy, Poppy was a brilliant dancer and her dancing was infectious, so much so that Alicia-Rose had started copying her every move so long as it was dance. In other ways, the pair were just like most siblings everywhere; bickering over the slightest thing, not that there was much to fight with a 3 year-old about.

Most days, Poppy would have her head nestled in a book or have pen to paper using figments of her imagination to create her own little world or stories (when she wasn't dancing, of course). Poppy would spend hours on end writing about princesses, astronauts, mythical lands or ordinary people living ordinary lives, this depended on how she was feeling on that particular day.

She had mostly written short stories, ones that could be finished in about a day or two and then she would read them to her parents, her sister and anyone who was willing to listen. She loved reading to an audience as she always enjoyed the feeling of seeing someone smile when they heard her stories. Although, as much as it seemed that Poppy enjoyed the limelight and loved performing, she was just an ordinary girl who never made a ruckus just to get the attention, she was usually the one in class who never made a sound and stuck to doing as she's told. But she liked it that way. She felt as if her performing was her super power and her ordinary life was just her alias, she used her hobbies as her strength.

Despite being the quiet one, Poppy was a very smart little girl but she would never boast about it in class, only to her parents of course. She wasn't any Einstein but she knew how to handle herself well, as well as knowing a lot of her times tables and was quite good at spelling, for a 6 year old anyway. Poppy also made quite the impression on her classmates and teacher with how mature she was. She had befriended two girls in her class named Anna and Louise who were twins and who lived near enough to Poppy that they were together for most of the time, so Poppy was rarely ever lonely - this made her very happy.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 15, 2017 ⏰

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