Nook was small, gentle and shy and liked to sit with her back squashed in to small comfy places so she could feel safe. Her most favourite place in the playground was the low, deep hollow of an old tree where she sat and watched the others play. Sometimes she wished she could join in with the others in the playground, but she was always to shy. Luckily the others understood that she needed her space and never tried to steal her hollow from her.
One day, someone else who was not very friendly at all, sat in Nook’s hollow. Nook felt lost and afraid without her small squashy space, but soon realised she had friends who are looking out for her in ways she never imagined.
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