The same day I lost my
family, I got stuck in some golden sand. It seemed to be a beach, nobody
noticed me so I was all alone and invisible. In the evening, I saw a little kid
looking at my red bell. He started walking straight towards me. He picked up my
bell and followed my rope and then he inspected me. He punched me and I had the
feeling to get up. I thought he would run away but he didn’t so I threw a beach
ball at him and he threw it back at me and we played together. We built a giant
sandcastle and he let me look at his bottle cap collection. Eventually, everything
got cleared away and it was time to leave the beach.
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