The next morning Snow White woke up. Seven faces stared at her. “Oh, my!” She sat up. “We won’t hurt you!” the first dwarf said. “What’s your name?” “Snow White,” she said. “My name is Dar,” the dwarf said. He introduced the other dwarfs. “This is Mar, Par, Gar, Zar, Yar, and Star!” All the dwarfs stared at Snow White. “Where are you from?” Mar asked. “Do you have a family?” Par asked. Snow White told the dwarfs her story. Gar bit his lip. “I never liked the new queen!” Zar nodded. “She’s awful!” “The worst,” Yar said. A tear fell from Star’s eye. “That’s the saddest story ever! Snow White, please stay here with us.” Snow White smiled. “That sounds wonderful!” “We have to be careful,” Dar said. “The queen must not learn that you’re alive!” The dwarfs got ready for work. “We’ll be back after dark,” Dar said. “Don’t let anyone in!” “Okay,” Snow White promised. Snow White spent the day cleaning the house. By sunset, soup was cooking on the stove. Snow White smiled. “My new friends will be home soon!” Meanwhile the queen was standing in front of her mirror. She laughed loudly. “Now I’m the most beautiful woman in the kingdom. Right, Mirror?” “No, My Lady,” the mirror said. “There is someone a thousand times more beautiful.”