Lila hugged her shiny red ball, her tail swishing with happiness. All around, the world felt bright and warm, and she couldn't wait to play with her friends.
Milo, a cheeky monkey, swung down from a tree, eager to join. Tara, a gentle elephant calf, ambled over, her big ears flapping.
"Let’s play with your red ball, Lila! It looks so much fun!"
"Okay, but please be careful. It’s my favorite," Lila replied, her eyes shining with hope.
Lila's heart dropped. Her ears flattened, and her eyes filled with tears. She stared at her broken toy, unable to believe what had happened.
"My ball! You broke it!" she cried loudly, her voice shaking.
Lila[/@ch_1] sits alone near a bush, her back turned to her friends. The savanna feels quiet and lonely, and even the birds seem to stop singing.]
Lila sniffled, her paws digging into the dirt. She wished her friends hadn’t touched her ball. She felt angry and sad at the same time, thinking she would never forgive them.
