by Juana S.
 Once upon a time there was a house. It was not a simple house. It was a special house. One day a little boy went by the house and he was very surprised. He went closer and closer and "CABUM" the house was not there. He cried and cried a lot but the next day the house was like the day before and the boy went closer and closer and the house said, "Hello! I am star house." The boy was scared. The house said, "I am sad."
"Why?" asked the boy. "Because I don`t have any friends." "I can be your friend." "But you are not a house." "It doesn`t matter. I can be your friend the same." "Well, but I canīt move." "But you can talk." "But I hope you don`t get bored." The little boy and the star house talked and talked all day long. They were great friends.
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