“Well since you asked, I think I can give you a short bedtime story but then you have to go straight to sleep.” Florence attempted to sound as strict as possible. Her little sister, Delilah, squealed in excitement and waited for the story to start.
“Once upon a time, there was a little…” she’s always had trouble with imagining stories, “lizard with the ability to fly. All the other lizards couldn't fly so they all made fun of the little lizard even though he had an amazing ability.” She started to get into the story, “And one day, he felt so sad that he flew far away, not knowing where he’d go. He found a small village of other lizards. He discovered that there were all different types of abilities like him. Some could live underwater and others could fly, like him. He finally found a supportive group of lizards to accept him.”
She finished the story but Delilah stopped her before she left the room, “What did I learn?” She always wanted to learn, so Florence answered, “Find a group of friends that deserve you and understand you.” and walked to her own room. Maybe she should take her own advice.
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