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A little boy walked down a small path in a forest. He wanted to find a friend, but he could not. As he walked along the path he noticed a small stone. The stone had beautiful carvings on it. The carvings were of a beautiful woman.
He thought to himself “why would someone leave this here?” So he put it in his pocket and continued to walk. He wanted to find a friend. He tried to imagine one in his mind. Would he be zany and fun? Would he be contemplative? Would his friend sit with him and talk? Would they play games together?
As he walked he noticed the forest became darker and darker. The path became thinner and smaller. He eventually lost his way. He could not find the path again, but he continued to walk in the direction he thought he was headed. Until he noticed a small light in the distance.
He was surprised and scared, but he approached the light anyway. As he got closer he noticed it was a small house the the face of the woman he saw on the rock and we smiled.
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