Just so nobody gets confused, the characters in this story are three years old.

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He was playing in the sandbox when he first saw her. She was sliding down the slide, over and over again, but every time she went up to go back down, he lost sight of her. She was the prettiest girl he ever saw and he wanted to always look at her.

Suddenly his sandcastle was knocked over.

"Hey!" he yelled standing up. Two older boys ran away laughing. He felt tears form in his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away. Daddy always told him to be tough and that meant no crying. He looked up to see if the girl noticed, but she was gone.

He quickly searched the playground to look for something to find her better with. A tree caught his eye and without thinking about it he ran to it. The lowest tree branch was just low enough for him to grab and climb up. When he was high enough to see the top of the slide he looked around. She was gone. He looked toward the swings, the pole that older kids seemed to like to slide down and finally the sandbox. She was nowhere to be seen.

"Whats you doing?" a little voice from below asked. He looked down to see her staring up at him. Then he suddenly got dizzy and he clung onto the tree trunk.

"Is you scared?" she asked. "I can helps you."

He whimpered but whispered, "Ok."

"Don't look down," the little girl warned. "Just do whats I say."

He nodded.

"Move your foot down. No! Other foot!" The little girl continued to tell him where to move his feet and encouraged him when he got too scared. What really motivated him was to see the girl's face again.

"That foot goes down there. No, other foot, other way! You almost done. Keeps going down. Keeps going."

The boy followed her instructions and felt for the last branch but he couldn't seem to find it. Suddenly he lost his grip and toppled over. The fall wasn't far and he landed on his back. He heard giggling and her face suddenly appeared above him.

"Sorry," she said, smiling at him.

"It's ok," he whispered, staring at her in awe.

"What's your name?" she asked.

"Joey," he said, still whispering.

"My name's Casey. Let's go play!"

He sat up. "Ok."

She grabbed his hand and helped him stand up and they ran off toward the playground together. He couldn't stop staring at her and from that day on, he knew he was going to keep her.

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Ok, so in case somebody didn't read the summary-which is pretty ridiculous-this is how my main characters in Just Another Fairy Tale meet. I had this written for a while, but lost my paper-which was written better-and now I've finally typed it up and put it on FP. And yes, I'm still working on that story. Go look at my profile for more information on why I'm not updating.