Once upon a time there was a girl called Erica. She was 5 years old. She lived in a small cottage on Breystone Village, she loved it there. Her mum was going to have a baby boy and it meant they might have to move out of her beautiful house on Breystone Village. She didn't want to move out and begged her mum and dad for them to stay but they said it was too small. One day Erica was sitting outside on her swing thinking about how the baby would change things, what he would change. She started to get worried about it and wouldn't tell anyone what she was upset about. Her parent were wondering what was wrong with her, they were starting to get worried. She would cry at night and at school but she still didn't tell. Her mum and dad started thinking that she was getting bullied at school or having a hard time there but they found out they were wrong the day she told them.

"What's wrong, Honey?" asked Mum.

She didn't say anything that time.

"Sweetheart, it's better to tell us," said Dad.

She suddenly burst out crying. "It's the baby... the baby," said Erica wiping her eyes.

"What's wrong with the baby, darling? asked her Mum.

"It'll change things... everything," said Erica still crying.

"Oh, Honey. He won't change anything. You'll love him, just wait until he is born, you'll see," said Mum putting her arms round her.

"Yes darling. We have to spend a lot of time with the baby but we will love you just the same," said Dad

"OK then," said Erica finally stopped crying.

A few weeks later the baby was born. His name was going to be Jason. He was really cute. Erica learned that you shouldn't get worried over things like a new baby because when they are born you love them. She lived happily ever after in another house in Breystone Village that was even nicer with her new baby brother.

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