Prasamsha was  four.

One morning she sensed a movement.  

“Wiggle, wiggle!” said Prasamsha .

"My tooth is loose! 

Mum, Prasamsha showed.

It's your first loose tooth," Mum said.

Prasamsha  was excited.

But she was a little nervous also.

Prasamsha would wiggle the tooth gently each day.

"Wiggle wiggle wiggle.

She thought, What happens when it falls?

One afternoon, POP!

Prasamsha little tooth fell out.

“I lost a tooth!” she cried out.

Mum gave a small box to Prasamsha.

"Put your tooth in," Mum said.

“We might have a special night tonight.

Prasamsha put the box next to her bed that night.

She slipped under her blanket. "I wonder if the Tooth Fairy is real," she whispered.

A little fairy flew through the window as Prasamsha slept.

Flutter, flutter, flutter! 

She had silver wings that sparkled.