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To Whom it May Comcern,

I, Glinda the Good, have gathered the written accounts of the life of a girl, who came to Oz in a great time of distress. She, along with a few friends, which she made on the way, took back the kingdom of Oz, and gave it back to the people of Oz. This account is never to be read

, unless absolutly nessisary, because the words that have been written, have magic bound in them. If you

, the reader, do not believe in magic

, then, upone reading this book, you will forever distory the words that have been written

. But if you

, the reader, believe in magic, and believe in the words that are written, and believe that they are to be true, you will be blessed, and this story shall live on, forever.

So, if you do not believe in magic, taking it to be childs play, then read no faurther, or you shall be rather sorry. But if you believe, then read on, because it is people like you, who keep magic alive.




Chapter One,

My name. I do not know what my name is, or what I am even doing in the land of Oz. Is there even a world over the rainbow, the one that comes up over the mountains ever morning, just like the sun? I do not know. I live on my own, traveling from place to place in Oz, doings simple work, and asking only for food and shelter in return. The people of Oz know me, for I often come to the same places, at the same time every year. Since I do not have a name, they call me, Gypsy. The name Gypsy, I feel, has become quite fitting for me, though I really do want to know what my real name is. So, were er I go, I ask, if anyone knows who I am, but they always say no. So now, as I travel through the land of the munchkins, I hope to finaly find out who I am, and why I am here in Oz.
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As I entered the city of the munchkins, there was great merriment. There were streamers, and music, and bright colors everywere. I had never seen such a festivle in my life, with all the sounds and smells, and things to see. I tried to ask what was going on, but everyone I passed seemed to be in to big of a hurry, and did not want to bother with a girl, who looked as dishoveled as I did. I made my way through the throng of people, to the town square, where there was the sound of a softer, kinder, voice. I pushed my way through the last group of munchkins, and there, found myself standing inside a circle of cleared space, in which a lady, quite unlike any I had seen, stood.

She was tall, and had golden ringlets, that feel about her face, unlike mine, which was brown, and as straight as a stick. She wore and elegant dress, which seemed to be made out of the finest cloth one had ever laid eyes on, unlike mine, a dress so worn out and fadded, that I looked like a servent girl compaired to her. In her hand, she held a wand, which shimmered like a thousand dimonds, which I had only seen once. But the thing that enchanted me the most, were her eyes. A soft shade of blue, they seem to have every emotion in them. There was happiness, one that I had never felt, but there was also sadness, a deep, painful sadness, that made me want to turn away.

"Child." she said, in a voice so sweet and charming, "Why, you look simply starving." Her sparkling eyes filled with compassion. "Someone!" she called in a louder voice, "Fetch this girl something to eat, and drink. And bring her a chair while your at it. She looks as if she is about to fall over right this minute!" In fact, I was. But I was saved, just intime, but avery comfy chair. Then I was handed, by a small munchkin lady, a bowl of hot, pipeing soup, and a glass of cold milk. I was about to eat, but then remebering my manors, quickly got to my feet and made a small courtsy. "Thankyou, You Highness." I said, waiting for her to reply. "Oh goodness me!" she exclaimed. "She thinks I am a Queen, what charming little girl!" there was an outbreak of laughter from the still gathering crowd of munchkins, and I quickly sat down, red faced.

"I am not a queen, Child. I am the Witch of the South, Glinda the Good. But you may call me, Glinda." I nodded, looking down hungrly at my food. "Don't just stair at it, eat up!" said Glinda. I nodded greatfully at her, then began to eat.




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