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🚲 Benny and the Boring Day That Wasn’t 🎉

   Benny the mouse pressed his nose against the toy store window, eyes wide. There it was—a  shiny blue bicycle  with streamers on the handlebars and a bell that looked like it could sing. “I  need  that bike,” Benny whispered. Mr. Mouse, his dad, didn’t even glance at it. “Bicycles are silly,” he said. “Come on, we’ve got shopping to do.” Benny sighed. “Shopping is  so  boring.” Mr. Mouse chuckled. “Maybe it’s more exciting than it seems.” At the greengrocer’s, while Mr. Mouse picked apples and carrots, Benny spotted something strange: The shopkeeper was juggling fruit— three apples and two oranges, flying through the air! “Dad! Look!” Benny pointed. “Nonsense,” said Mr. Mouse. “Shopkeepers don’t juggle. Too sensible.” At the dairy, Benny blinked in surprise. Mrs. Cow, the shop owner, was spinning in circles wearing a pink  ballet tutu , twirling to music only she could hear. “Dad! She’s  dancing! ” Mr. Mouse barely looked up from the c...
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The Lantern Festival

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They met again under a sky lit with floating lanterns.

Lena stood near the riverbank, her scarf dancing in the wind, lantern in hand. It had been years since she and Kai had come here together. Back then, they’d made a wish with every light they released—some silly, some secret, all sincere.

Now, the festival glowed the same, but Lena’s heart felt heavier.

She didn’t expect to see him again. But there he was, standing across the crowd, eyes searching until they met hers.

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He walked over slowly, hands tucked into his coat pockets, that familiar half-smile on his lips.

“I saved a lantern,” he said softly.

“For what?” she asked.

“For us.”

They lit it together, their fingers brushing. The flame flickered, then steadied. Like them.

As it rose into the sky, Kai whispered, “I wished I’d see you again.”

Lena looked up, her voice just above a breath. “Me too.”

The lantern floated higher, carrying their wishes, their regrets, and maybe—just maybe—the beginning of something new.

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