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Today was the first day of Theresa’s new job 

as an invention builder and engineer. 

Theresa was a fairy and lived in Pixie 

Hollow. Theresa was blond and had 

glittering blue eyes which matched her 

wings, with a fun personality. Theresa loved 

building things and creating her own 

inventions and was glad to finally have a job 

that let her do just that. She worked at Fairy 

Innovation, which was a very successful 

business. Right now Theresa was just a builder 

and helped inventors create their inventions. 

Soon she wanted to be a real inventor.

She was settling into her new office and decorating it 

with furniture when she arrived. After she had 

settled into her apartment she began building 

inventions and setting appointments with the 

inventors. Then another fairy working in the 

building came to her office. “Hi,” she said cheerfully. 

“I was wondering if you would like to get lunch 

later?” she asked. "Wup de do," Theresa thought 

happily. Theresa then agreed and got back to work 

happy that she was making new friends and wasn’t 

going to sit alone at lunch.

As the hours passed, Theresa went to eat lunch with 

Misty. She then noticed a sign and became very 

excited about it. The sign said, “Calling all Fairy 

Inventors! Please come to our Invention Convention, 

to present you inventions and see the unveiling of a 

new revolutionary invention that will change the way 

of inventing. Also our company will launch a new 

brand of items with selected inventions from the 

convention!” "Wup de do!" she thought. This was her 

chance to become noticed and a real inventor! She 

excitedly told her new friend Misty, who was happy 

for her, and after lunch Theresa started working on 

her invention. Her invention was going to be great!

The day before the convention she got there and 

went to the register. A fairy man with pale skin 

and black oiled hair signed her in and then asked, 

“What is your job miss?” “I’m a builder at Fairy 

Innovation,” she said. “Well then,” the man said 

sarcastically. “You are not allowed to come to this 

convention for it is only for inventors at your 

business and that are professional too.” He said 

with an evil smirk. Theresa was devastated. She 

then walked away tears in her eyes with despair. 

That man was mean and she hated him.

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