The Moon Who Wanted a Friend
The lonely Moon finds an unexpected friend who waves goodnight to her every evening.
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High above the sleeping town, in a sky full of twinkling stars, lived the Moon. Every night she lit up the darkness, big and round and silver. The little stars twinkled together in happy groups, whispering secrets to one another. But the Moon had no one to talk to, and she felt very, very lonely.
She tried to make friends with the stars. Good evening, little stars! she called. But the stars only twinkled back, busy whispering their own tiny secrets. The Moon wrapped her silver arms around herself and felt colder than ever.
A Lonely Glow
One quiet evening, the Moon sighed so deeply that a tiny star fell off her cheek like a tear. She looked down at the rooftops below. Windows were glowing warm yellow, and one by one the lights went out as children climbed into their beds. She wished someone, anyone, would say goodnight to her.
The Girl With the Blanket
Down in the town, in a little house at the end of the lane, lived a girl named Lily. Every night she wrapped herself in her soft blue blanket, opened her window, and waved up at the sky. Goodnight, Moon! she called softly. Goodnight, stars! The Moon heard her small voice, and her glow brightened just a little.
The Moon leaned closer to the rooftops. Every evening she now looked for Lily's window. Sometimes Lily was late because of brushing her teeth, and the Moon waited patiently, shining a little brighter with hope.
A Friend at Last
Night after night, Lily waved and whispered goodnight. The Moon began to smile. She shone a gentle beam through Lily's window to keep her cozy, and Lily dreamed of floating on a silver cloud. The Moon was not lonely anymore. She had a friend, and every evening she waited happily for that tiny wave.
The beam felt like a warm hug. Lily smiled in her sleep and dreamed of sailing on a silver boat. The Moon watched over her new friend all night long, happier than she had been in a hundred years.
Moral of the Story
Even the biggest, brightest moon feels lonely sometimes, and the smallest wave hello can make a lonely heart happy.
