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  • My name is Leonard and I am a Unicorn.I am a very sad Unicorn because my horn is always limp.All of my friends have very erect horns of which they are very proud,I would be as well.

    I asked my mummy about my horn,she said "its alright,you are just a little bit different.One day it will stop being limp".

    When I was out the other day,mincing along,I came across an old Unicorn sitting forlornly on an old log,gazing out into space.His horn was all wrinkly and drooping.I asked him why his horn was like that and he told me it went like that as you get older.

    So,I asked him,how can I stop me horn from being limp?He thought about this for a long time then said "Go ,play with the boys".I was quite put out about that as I always thought I should be with the girls."Its alright" he said you are just different".

    Next day ,I went out to play with some boys,and my horn was so erect and proud.
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