Once upon a time, in the cold state of
Minnesota, a little girl named Dorothy lived with her uncle, her aunt, and her
dog Toto. She was a huge fan of the Minnesota Timberwolves. One day, after a
sad game between the Wolves and the Lakers, when she went to bed, there was a
fierce storm that didn’t let her sleep well. Suddenly, Dorothy felt the house
tooking off from the ground. Afraid, she hid under her sheets (and her
blankets), and prayed to God and Trะพlliver not to get harmed. She feared that any time the house would fell
violently to the ground but, for a couple of minutes, nothing happened. Between
the panic from the fright and the calmness, she felt asleep.