my strory

One sunny day, I went to the market to buy some fruits and vegetables. As I was walking, I saw a little girl sitting on a chair, crying. I went up to her and asked, 'What happened?' She answered, 'I'm lost.'

I wanted to help the little girl find her way back home. I asked her where she lived, but she didn't know. So, I started looking around for any clues. I asked people nearby if they had seen her family, and I even asked the market vendors if they recognized her.

Just when I was starting to worry, a boy around 12 years old named Bella came up to us. He had short black hair and a friendly smile. Bella asked if we needed help, and we told him about the little girl being lost. He immediately offered to help us search for her family.

Together, the three of us searched and searched. Finally, we found the little girl's family looking for her. They were so relieved to see her. The little girl hugged me, Bella, and thanked us for helping her. It felt good to know that she was safe and back with her family.