Sam loved flying his red kite. One windy afternoon, he ran to the park, letting it soar high in the sky. But suddenly, a strong gust pulled the string from his hands. He watched helplessly as the kite disappeared.
Feeling sad, he searched the neighborhood. Hours passed, and just as he was about to give up, he saw a little girl holding his kite.
“This is yours?” she asked, smiling.
Sam nodded. “Yes! Thank you!”
They laughed as they flew the kite together. That day, Sam not only found his kite but also a new friend.
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