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Morning sunlight fills Mia's pink bedroom; she stands beside her bed braiding her long black hair before a Disneyland ticket lying on the dresser. Stuffed animals watch from the pillows, capturing her eager smile.
Mia wakes up early, jumping out of bed, her heart full of excitement. "Today is Disneyland day!" she shouts. She quickly braids her long black hair. Her parents help her get ready. Mia can't wait to meet Mickey Mouse. She skips to the car, smiling all the way.
Bright morning light bathes the Disneyland entrance; Mia holds Mia's mom with shoulder-length black hair wearing a lavender blouse's hand while pointing at Cinderella's distant castle, colorful balloons bobbing above the cheerful crowd.
Mia sees the big Disneyland gate and gasps with joy. Bright balloons float everywhere. She holds her mom's hand tightly. "Look! That's Cinderella's castle!" Mia points excitedly. The air is filled with laughter. Mia feels like she is in a dream.
Mid-morning sun glints off the outdoor teacup ride as Mia and Mia's mom with shoulder-length black hair wearing a lavender blouse sit inside a swirling pink cup, both laughing, Mia gripping the silver wheel amid whirling pastel cups.
Mia races to the spinning teacup ride. "Let's spin fast, Mommy!" she giggles. The teacups twirl with colors everywhere. Mia laughs so loud, her cheeks hurt. When the ride stops, she claps happily. "I love Disneyland!" she cheers.
Along the sunny parade street, Mickey Mouse in his classic red shorts and large yellow shoes kneels from a glittering float to hug Mia, streamers fluttering around them while spectators line the curb behind.
A parade starts, and Mia spots Mickey Mouse on a float. "Mickey! It's really him!" she shouts. Mickey waves kindly, and Mia waves back. She runs closer with her mom. Mickey sees her, bends down, and hugs her gently. Mia feels like the luckiest girl ever.
In afternoon sunlight beside a colorful balloon cart, Mia's dad with short black hair wearing a blue baseball cap hands Mia a bright red Mickey-shaped balloon, its string gleaming as she hugs it against the backdrop of strolling park guests.
After meeting Mickey, Mia sees a stand of balloons. "Can I have a Mickey one, please?" she asks her dad. He smiles and buys her a red Mickey Mouse balloon. Mia hugs the string tightly. She skips, the balloon floating above her head. "Now Mickey is always with me!" she says.
Under bright afternoon skies in Fantasyland, Mia soars in a blue flying elephant car above painted circus tents, arms raised gleefully as the ride's golden pole and twinkling lights frame her wide grin.
Mia explores Fantasyland next. She rides the flying elephants and sails on a pirate boat. "This feels like magic!" Mia giggles. She meets new friends in line. They laugh and share snacks together. Mia feels brave and happy.
Late-afternoon light filters through trees near an ice-cream stand as Mia licks a chocolate-dipped Mickey bar, cheeks smeared, while Mia's mom with shoulder-length black hair wearing a lavender blouse snaps a playful photo on her phone.
In the afternoon, Mia gets a Mickey-shaped ice cream. She licks it, chocolate melting on her fingers. "Cold but so yummy!" she giggles. Her mom takes a funny photo. Mia and her mom laugh at her sticky face. She wipes her hands and finishes her treat.
On a curbside bench beneath warm daylight, Mia claps enthusiastically as sequined dancers whirl past and a towering princess float glides down the avenue, confetti catching the sun above the cheering crowd.
Mia sits by the street, waiting for the parade. Colorful dancers twirl, and music plays loudly. "I love the princesses' shiny dresses!" Mia says. Giant floats pass by, waving to the crowd. Mia waves back, feeling special. She claps for every character she sees.
Under starry night beside the illuminated castle, Mia sits on Mia's dad with short black hair wearing a blue baseball cap's shoulders, eyes shining upward as brilliant fireworks burst in pink and gold over the glowing turrets.
Night falls, and the castle lights up. Mia sits on her dad's shoulders to see. The fireworks sparkle in the sky. "Wow! It's so beautiful!" Mia whispers. She feels like she's in a fairytale. The night is filled with magic and stars.
Nighttime lamplight lines the park exit as Mia, eyes drooping, cuddles her red Mickey balloon while walking between Mia's mom with shoulder-length black hair wearing a lavender blouse and Mia's dad with short black hair wearing a blue baseball cap.
As they leave, Mia hugs her Mickey balloon tight. "Can we come back?" she asks, sleepy. Her parents smile and promise they will. Mia dreams of her Disneyland adventure. Mickey Mouse waves in her dreams, too. She smiles and sleeps soundly, happy and loved.
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