

Sara and Tom were friends. They liked to play in the park after school. One day, Sara had a new toy. It was a big, red ball. She wanted to show it to Tom.
"Look, Tom, I have a new ball. Do you want to play with me?" Sara asked.
"Yes, please. Your ball is very nice. Can I kick it?" Tom said.
Sara nodded. She was happy to share her ball with Tom. They took turns kicking the ball in the grass. They had a lot of fun.
But then, the sun started to go down. It was evening. The sky was dark and the park was quiet. Sara and Tom felt cold and scared.
"Let's go home, Sara. It's too dark and scary here," Tom said.
"OK, Tom. But where is my ball? I can't see it," Sara said.
They looked around, but they could not find the ball. It was gone. Someone had taken it.
"Who took my ball? That's not fair. I liked my ball," Sara said. She started to cry.
Tom felt sorry for Sara. He wanted to help her. He had an idea.
"Sara, don't cry. I have something for you. It's not a ball, but it's something nice. Do you want to see it?" Tom said.
He reached into his backpack and took out a small, yellow teddy bear. He had won it at the fair. He liked it, but he liked Sara more.
"Here, Sara. This is for you. I offer you my teddy bear. You can keep it. It's soft and warm and friendly. It will make you feel better," Tom said.
He gave the teddy bear to Sara. Sara stopped crying. She smiled. She hugged the teddy bear.
"Thank you, Tom. You are very kind. I like your teddy bear. It's very nice. You are my best friend," Sara said.
They held hands and walked home. They were not scared anymore. They were happy. They had each other.
