My little sister, who is eight, decided to create a story about Glinda. This is all from her brain, I just typed it. I own NOTHING.
Once upon a time, there was a person named Glinda. She was so popular. She liked to eat pink macaroni and cheese. She liked to help people. Her friends were Elphaba, Pumpkin, and Kal. They liked to go out shopping on a shopping spree.
Glinda had six pets. There was a gopher named Phineas, a cat named Madeline, a guinea pig named guinea, a dog named buttercup, a rabbit named chocolate, and a monkey named matthew.
The pets liked to play with Glinda and Glinda's friends.
One day, the gopher Phineas ran off into the wilderness and got lost so Glinda and her friends went looking for Phineas the gopher. The search lasted SO LONG! It lasted a full week!
They finally found Phineas. He was hiding under an apple tree and he was eating apples. He got SO FAT. So Glinda had to carry him all the way back to the house. It took a while.
After they got back home, they all celebrated because Phineas was back. During the party, they had a big feast. Everybody ate so much, that they couldn't even move around. All they could do was roll out of their chairs and roll to the food they wanted. And whenever the party ended, the friends couldn't go home because they couldn't walk. They were too fat.
So Glinda said that they could stay at her house until the morning. And they snored so loudly, Glinda couldn't sleep. So in the morning, when all the other people were awake, she was asleep.
And they tried and tried and tried and tried to wake her up, but they couldn't. So when she woke up, they all had breakfast and they all went home.
And then Glinda went back to sleep.
THE END.