Rachel tells Mommy a story that she swears she made up all by herself

As told to me two nights ago, pointing to the "book" she had made as part of some project before we moved, I can't remember:

"Once upon a time there was a girl named Sabrina. She LOVED birds.

"This is called 'The Girl Who Loved Birds.' By me, Rachel," she said.

"One day she saw a beautiful scarlet red bird. She heard it chirping and chirping. She said very kindly, "Please stop, bird, I don't like that.' But the bird STILL wouldn't stop chirping. So, she counted. One, two, three. four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. But the bird STILL wouldn't STOP chirping. Here's a picture of it."

(She showed me a picture she had drawn. The book she was showing me was actually a book of her drawings).

"So Sabrina tried to scare it away. She said, 'urgh, argh." The bird stopped chirping very quickly and then flew away. She stood there thinking in the beautiful bright starlight. The sky started to turn pink. It was sundown. As her beautiful black hair blew in the waving wind, she thought puzzledly when and how the bird would come back.

That night with her little Teddy bear under a warm comfy orange blanket in a wood bed, she thought how the bird would come back and when the bird would come back. She snuggled closely with her bear."

("Got that part, Mommy?" she asked, noting that I was taking notes).

"That morning, she woke up with a brilliant idea," Rachel continued. "She dropped her bunny and hurried out of her bed, even leaving the bed with the orange blanket scattered around it, and ran out of the room. She ran to the window and wanted to check if the bird was there. It wasn't. So she got her shoes on and ran outside into the blowing, sweet breeze. She didn't even see the bird there. She KNEW it must have been happy.

The end."

Then Rachel added this: "She went back inside, woke up her mom and dad, had a yummy breakfast, and ran outside again and played and ran and did all kinds of stuff. When she was a grownup she still thought about it and wrote about it, which is this book, called "The Girl Who Loves Birds."

And here is the last section of the book: "In 2013, Sabrina was a India girl. She was brought to America this very day. She made a bird book for her children Anne and Matthew and I heard of it and decided to make one of my own."