Butterflies

 

My brother had a friend he used to write silly stories to. He let me read one he wrote about butterflies.  I can't remember all of it, but it was a story with a surprise ending and a twisted moral, so I remember enough to rewrite the gist of it.

"I always thought of butterflies as good friends.  They are pretty to look at, they sip nectar and help pollenate flowers.Then one day I saw a worm on a plant eating leaves.  It crawled to the top and began spinning a thread.  The next day a little bag was hanging from a leaf on the plant and the worm had disappeared. Everyday I passed the plant and the bag was still hanging there.  One day a hole appeared in the bag and something began to crawl out of it.  It was a butterfly. I promptly smashed it.

Yes, butterflies may be good friends, but they have dark secrets."

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