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19th story

Once upon the time there was a little house with a little attic. It was a little room made up of dark wood.
This little attic was full of boxes. Little ones. Medium-sized. And big ones.
Some of these boxes were full of books, others of dolls, others of things that just got old but still full of memories.
Among these receptacles there was a special one. It was the smallest and the most beautiful one. It seamed to be a gift with a shinning, colourful and beautiful wrapping paper.
Next to it, there was a flower. It was a yellow flower.
But this box and this flower weren’t ordinary ones.
This box contained happiness and this flower showed much sadness.
The little box was happy because it was laid next to a fabulous flower. Besides, it could look to it every day.
On the other hand, the beautiful flower was sad due to the fact that she was jealous of the beautiful box.
Every day, the flower looked down to the box and feels bad, because she felts uglier.
But, one day, a little girl came by and took the box away.
At first, the flower was very happy for being the most beautiful thing in the attic.
Only later, it realised that missed more the box company despite of being the most beautiful thing.