Deep inside the green, wiggly-twiggled Whispering Woods lived a little bear named Dor. Dor was soft and round, with honey-brown fur, shiny, curious eyes, and the sweetest, shy smile. But Dor had a trouble—a worry that sometimes made him feel small. When Dor felt worried or bored, his little paws would go nibble-nibble on his own nails! His friends in the woods would say, “Dor, don’t nibble! Let’s climb trees or splash in puddles instead!” But Dor would shrug, hiding his paws behind his back, hoping no one would notice. One sunny morning, as Dor played near the fluttery fern patch, he heard a whispery giggle drifting from behind a thick, twisty tree. Dor’s whiskers twitched. “Who’s there?” he called softly. Out from the shadows peeked a pointy purple hat. Then a round, sparkly nose. Then—whoosh!—two witches appeared! One was tall and wore boots that went squish-squash, the other was tin...

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