segunda-feira, 19 de maio de 2008

The Little Frog

Once upon a time a frog was sitting near a rock, waiting for its moment of happiness. It was a very little one, with a shine green color, something that nature is proud of being part of its conception. The days were very slowly for that creature that could not see anything different for hours, just the little lake and some flies that were his meal. But all this were about to change at one day when a beautiful girl saw it. She was very happy, and took the small one in her pocket, with the intention to admire that later. But she forgot the frog inside there, and it was the end of this little creature and its dreams, there was nothing left. And the girl only noticed that this happened, when her pocket started smelling very bad.

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S.P.H. disse...

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