

Lila liked to play with pins. She had a big box of pins in different colors and shapes. She put pins on her clothes, on her dolls, on her books, and on anything she could find. She thought pins made everything look pretty and fun.
But Lila was ignorant. She did not know that pins could hurt. She did not know that pins could poke her skin, or make her bleed, or get stuck in her eyes. She did not know that pins could make her sick, or make her friends angry, or make her mom sad.
One day, Lila found a new pin. It was shiny and round and had a star on it. She loved it so much that she wanted to put it on her nose. She thought it would make her look like a fairy. She did not listen to her mom, who told her to be careful and not to put pins on her face. She did not listen to her dad, who told her to put the pin away and play with something else. She did not listen to her brother, who told her to stop being silly and ignorant.
She put the pin on her nose and smiled. She felt like a fairy. She ran to the mirror to see how she looked. But when she got there, she saw something terrible. The pin had poked her nose and made it bleed. The blood was red and wet and dripped on her shirt. She felt a sharp pain and a big fear. She screamed and cried and wished she had not put the pin on her nose.
Her mom and dad and brother heard her scream and ran to her. They saw the pin and the blood and the tears. They felt sorry and angry and scared. They took the pin off her nose and cleaned the wound. They hugged her and kissed her and told her to be brave. They told her to never play with pins again. They told her to learn from her mistake and not to be ignorant. Lila nodded and sobbed and said she was sorry. She learned a hard lesson that day. She learned that pins could hurt. She learned that ignorance could hurt. She learned that sometimes, pretty things are not worth the pain.
