Once upon a time there was a little girl named Mirabella. She was the sweetest girl in all of Maycomb County, and she loved nature. One day, Mirabella was walking through the forest to her favorite secret meadow. She stoped when she reached the top of the hill that she knew ment the opening to the meadow and stared. From the top of her hill, she could see the whole meadow. The trees and bushes, all of the breathtaking wildflowers, the river, gleaming like diamonds in the sun, that cut the meadow in half, and she even cought sight of a few deer lying in the shade.

This is home. she thought, sighing.