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С Неба
In the morning, I found a star in the pocket of my coat. It had prickly edges and it was warm. I squeezed my pocket tightly so no one would see that it is glowing.
“Hello,” it said. “I am a star. Who are you?”
“I’m Misha,” I answered simply. “How did you get here?”
“I fell from the sky… but you will let me go, right?” the star asked.
“Yes,” I said. “Of course, tonight!”
As soon as the sky dimmed, I took the star in my palms, lifted it to an open window, and it flew up.
The next morning, the star was in my pocket again.
“Hi!” I said. “Did you accidentally fall again?”
“No,” the star said. “I did it on purpose… but you will let me go tonight, right?”
“Yes,” I said. “As always, you know…”
“Hello,” it said. “I am a star. Who are you?”
“I’m Misha,” I answered simply. “How did you get here?”
“I fell from the sky… but you will let me go, right?” the star asked.
“Yes,” I said. “Of course, tonight!”
As soon as the sky dimmed, I took the star in my palms, lifted it to an open window, and it flew up.
The next morning, the star was in my pocket again.
“Hi!” I said. “Did you accidentally fall again?”
“No,” the star said. “I did it on purpose… but you will let me go tonight, right?”
“Yes,” I said. “As always, you know…”
