

Tom and Sam are friends. They like to play in the park. One day, they find a big beetle. It is shiny and green. They think it is pretty.
"Let's use the beetle for a game," Tom says. "We can pretend it is a jewel. We are rich and we have a treasure."
"OK," Sam says. "But we have to be careful. We don't want to hurt the beetle. It is alive and it can fly."
They take the beetle to a bench. They put it in a box. They make up a story. They are kings and they have a castle. The beetle is their magic jewel. It can make their wishes come true.
They have fun with the beetle. They wish for candy, toys, and books. They share their wishes with each other. They are happy and kind.
But then, the beetle starts to move. It wants to get out of the box. It makes a noise. It flaps its wings.
"Look, the beetle is awake," Tom says. "It wants to go home. We should let it go."
"Yes, you are right," Sam says. "We had fun with the beetle, but it is not ours. It belongs to the park. We should say thank you and goodbye."
They open the box. They hold the beetle gently. They say thank you and goodbye. They watch the beetle fly away. They smile and wave.
They are still friends. They are still rich. They have each other. And they have a memory.
