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The Butterfly and the Candle's Light

Once there was a beautiful butterfly which was attracted to everything that seems to be sweet for her. So, in a starry but a cold night, the butterfly was flying when she saw a window of a very dark room except for the warm light of a very stunning candle.

Thus, she thought that she'll find warmth in such cold night; the pretty butterfly rushed to the candle's light, although the weather started to be windy, but she fought hard to reach the candle's light. The butterfly was over the moon when she could do it. The weather started to get colder and it rained heavily; so the butterfly started to shake although it wasn't her first time to face such a malicious weather. At the same time, it was her first time to see and feel the warmth of a candle's light.

So, the beautiful butterfly rushed to the warmth of the light of the candle innocently to experience for the first time the candle's warmth. The weather got colder so the butterfly became closer to the candle's light; till it was out of her hand to resist the warmth of the light. Later on, the butterfly found herself burning in the sadistic fire of the candle. She was screaming, suffering, and dying but the abusing fire didn't care. The butterfly did her best to escape her deadly fate and that wasn't easy, but she could do so. The beauty of the butterfly was lost and she became almost ashes. She looked at the sadistic fire innocently wondering why it burnt her like that, then she returned back to the tyrannical weather!

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