"May I go play outside?" I yell. "Sure!" Dad yells. I jump outside, with a world waiting to be explored. I run into the forest, which is Louelle and I's hideout. Louelle is waiting for me. "Come on! There are worlds to explore!" Louelle says. I follow her to a clearing. "We'll split up here, and return in two hours." I nod and go left. I dodge tree branches and step through mud, until finally, I see a sparkling blue waterfall and lush green plants. But something catches my eye, something I have never seen before: A golden harp, playing soothing music, but no one is playing the harp.
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