RUMPELSTILSKIN STORY FOR KIDS || Bedtime Story and Fairy Tales For Kids || Guess My Name Story
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RUMPELSTILSKIN STORY FOR KIDS || Bedtime Story and Fairy Tales For Kids || Guess My Name Story


Hey Tia What are you doing? I am meeting the new school principal tomorrow. So just putting my things in order. awww… You want to impress him, is it? I’m not sure about that, but I don’t want to disappoint him either. Maybe you should tell him that you are the best in the class. And also tell him that you are a champion swimmer and always come first in all the sports activities! And that you always win all the debates and elocutions. Tofu! I can’t do that! Not all of that is true. Yes, but most of it is. Oh, boy! You’re acting like the miller! The miller? Who is that? come let me tell you a story Once upon a time, the king called the village miller to the court. The miller went there with a mind to impress the king by any means possible. And so when he was presented in front of the king he lied that his daughter, who was an excellent spinner could spin gold from straw! Oh, that’s impressive! I order you to bring her to the castle tomorrow and she will spin gold for me. The miller goes back home and tells his daughter what he done. Oh, no! What have you done, father? I cannot spin gold! I don’t think anyone can! I know! And I am sorry, my child. But there is no way out of it now. You must go to the court tomorrow and spin the best you can. Yes, father. And so the girl went to the court the next day. Your father tells me that you can spin gold out of straw. In that room there is bale of straw. I give you till tomorrow morning. You must spin it into gold by then or you will lose your life. The miller’s daughter had no choice but to do as told. she went into the room and locked herself in. As the night wore on, she didn’t know what to do. There was no way she could spin gold! Afraid that her father’s lie would get her punished by the king she started crying. Just then a strange little man appeared in the room. I know what bothers you. do You? Yes, and I can help you. I can spin the straw into gold for you Oh Oh please do it then! I beg of you! What will you give me in return? I can give you this necklace of mine. Okay. I will spin for you. And so the little man got to the spinning wheel and started spinning. Within an hour he had converted all the straw into gold. He then took the necklace from the miller’s daughter and went out of the window. The next morning, the king came into the room. Is my gold ready? Yes, your majesty. Very good! Now I have another test for you. The castle’s barn is full of straw. You will spin all that straw into gold till tomorrow morning. The miller’s daughter was taken to the barn. Once alone she was again surrounded by worries. She didn’t know what to do. Soon it was night. Afraid of the king’s reaction, she started crying. You’ve got a barn full of straw for yourself today. The girl looked up to see the strange man from the night before. Yes, and the king needs it to be spun into gold by tomorrow morning. Hmm…what will you give me in exchange for it now? I don’t have much but I can I can give you this ring off my finger. The man took the ring from her and started spinning the straw into gold. The next morning when the king saw the shining gold his greed increased. Very well. The castle has yet another barn bigger than this one. If you value your life you will spin all the straw in it into gold by tomorrow morning. If you succeed I will marry you. and make you the Queen If you fail… off with your head I’ll have. Once again the king had left, the girl was taken into another barn. It was bigger than any room the girl had ever seen And so full of straws! She broke down as soon as the king’s men had left. She knew she was surely doomed now. When night fell, the little man appeared again. Need my help again, is it? Yes, please! Please spin this straw into gold! and save me Well, I could do that. But what will you give me now? I have nothing left to give you now. You could give it to me when you have it… Yes, I will. Tell me, what can I give you? Your firstborn child. The girl gasped! But thought who knows what may happen in the future. It was wiser to save her present. So she agreed. Okay, I will give you my firstborn child. The strange man happily got to spinning the straw. When the king came in the next morning the whole barn was full of glistening gold. Happy, he announced his marriage with the miller’s daughter. Soon a year passed and the new queen gave birth to a baby boy. The boy was only a day old when the strange little man appeared in her room once again It is time to settle your debt. The boy is mine. Oh, no! Can’t you forget this debt? Never! Please! There has to be some way! I will give you gold, fortunes! whatever you want I only want the boy! But I will give you three days to guess my name. If at the end of the third day you can guess it right I will leave you and this boy alone. If you can’t the boy will be mine! As soon as the man had left her room the queen called her trusted soldier and ordered him to gather every name he can find in the kingdom. The soldier set on his mission immediately. The next evening he came and gave the queen a list of names. When night fell, the little man visited the queen again. Do you know my name? Is it James or Jack well is it Richard…? or Kenie? she continued with all the name she knew and the names that the soldier had brought back from the village. No, no, no! thease are not my names But the little man said no to every name. That is not my name. I leave you now with two days left to find what it is. The queen sent her man out yet again… to go to the farthest corners of the kingdom. Till then she read all the books she could find hoping that one of them might give her the man’s name. The next night when the man came back she gave him the names her soldier had brought back and the once she had collected from the books. Is your name Casper Sheepshanks? Tomein? None of them. I leave you again. I will come back tomorrow to take away the boy because you won’t be able to guess my name. Once again the queen implored the soldier to go out in the kingdom and find her a name. The next evening before the little man would come the soldier returned to the queen. with some news My lady, alas! I could not find any new names in the kingdom and its neighbours. However last night after I left the castle I came upon a clearing in the forest where I saw a strange little man dance around the fire. He sang a strange song too She can search the land She can search the sky But a name like mine She will never come by! Rumpelstiltskin…that’s meeeee! The moment the queen heard the name she knew it was the one! She happily waited for the strange man to come visit her. Have you found my name yet? Oh no…. I can only wonder what it can be… is it Appletree Myrehill or maybe Rumpelstiltskin…. How can that be! This is some sort of sorcery! How did you know my name! The moment the strange man heard his name he became very angry! He shouted and stomped around the room. In his anger he stomped so hard that there became a big hole in the ground and he fell into it, towards his death I wonder if the queen ever told her father about all this! We will never know. But we do know that trying to impress people may get us into big trouble. Oh yes! That lesson I’ve learned today And I don’t think I will ever forget it! thanks, Tia for this wonderful story

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  • โ€ข ChocolateQueen โ€ข

    " u acting like the Miller"
    Boys the miller….who's that"

    "Here let me tell u a story"

    Me"bitch….no. stop screen and watching a slime video asmr

    ahh

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๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜™โ˜บ๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜Žโ˜บ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜โ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ˜šโ˜บ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฃโ˜บ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค”โ˜บ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ˜โ˜บ๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฎโ˜บ๐Ÿ˜โ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿคโ˜น๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ฒโ˜น๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฆโ˜น๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿง€๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฅ’๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ—โšฝ๏ธ๐ŸŽŸ๐Ÿฅˆ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽซ๐Ÿˆ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅˆ๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽˆ๐Ÿฅ‰๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽ‘๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽ†๐Ÿˆ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ‡๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽŸ๐Ÿฅ‰๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‘๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿฅ‰๐ŸŽ—โšฝ๏ธ๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฅ‰๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ‘๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽโšฝ๏ธ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽโšฝ๏ธ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿฅ‰๐Ÿ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽฃโ›น๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿฆ„๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿด๐Ÿ’๐Ÿถ๐Ÿบ๐ŸŽ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฒ๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿต๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿต๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿต๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ’๐Ÿต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒ๐Ÿต๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿš๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿต๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿš๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ’๐Ÿต๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿต๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿต๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ›๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿต๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿš๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ’๐Ÿต๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฆˆ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒน๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿ›๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆˆ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿต๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿš๐Ÿž๐Ÿต๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿš๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฌ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฆ€๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿฒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฃโ˜บ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜šโ˜บ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘’๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜โ˜บ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฎโ˜บ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜šโ˜บ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿคขโ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿค•๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿค–๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿคข๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿค’๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ˆโ˜ป๐Ÿคข๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ˜บโ˜ป๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค–โ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿค•๐Ÿค’๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿค•๐Ÿค’โ˜ป๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ˆโ˜ป๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿค’๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ‘พโ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค–โ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿค•๐Ÿค’๐Ÿคข๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿค•๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿค•๐Ÿค’๐Ÿ’€โ˜ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’โค๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’žโค๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’—โค๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿคโค๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’”โฃ๐Ÿ’โค๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’”โฃ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’žโค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’โฃ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’‹โฃ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’œโฃ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜šโ˜บ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜โ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜šโ˜บ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜šโ˜ป๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ˆโ˜ป๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿค’๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿคข๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿคง๐Ÿค•๐Ÿ˜ฑโ˜ป๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿค’๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ฐ

  • Victor Yan

    who does king think he is๏ผŸ๏ผ๏ผŸ๏ผ
    ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ 

  • Ritesh Bhadresha

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  • Vijay singh Yadav

    What a story ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ธ

  • RtVAssassin Playz

    Make a story called bad family when the dad gets married his mom lik tells him nasty atuff about his wife and they have a fight and then the chilsren go to sfhool and be g9od and really creatice and they talk to there das to stop and he only does it a little but times sorry for long talking

  • Magesh Panchanathan

    GOOD STORY ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘

    SUPER. ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿผ

  • Galaxy Wolf Gaming

    How come she gave the little man the chance but she has it agen?? ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘

  • Cornelia Jelumie

    16:20 is it appletree? Myrehill or maybe Rumpelstiltskin….

    16:51 Rumpelstiltskin is very angry ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ 

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