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A few days later, she painted a dog. She was not done. She was so tired, that she ended up just going to bed. She slept like a baby. But it was so cold because she left the window open. She got very sick. "U.U.chew." She sneezed. "I wish I was not sick!"
A week later she got better. "Finally," she gasped, "I feel so much better."
She went back to her painting of the dog. Much to her surprise, the dog also came to life.
She thought for a moment..hmmmmm.
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