Isabella Lost Her Marbles


Isabella’s friends had always thought she was a bit eccentric. She was always talking about her “marbles” and how special they were to her. But they never really knew what she meant by that.

Until one day, when Isabella lost her marbles.

It was a Tuesday afternoon and Isabella was at her friend Sarah’s house. They were playing in Sarah’s room when Sarah’s little brother came in and started crying.

“What’s wrong?” Isabella asked.

“I lost my toy truck,” he said.

“That’s too bad,” Isabella said. “I know how you feel. I once lost my marbles.”

“What are marbles?” Sarah’s little brother asked.

“They’re these shiny, round balls that I used to play with all the time,” Isabella explained. “I loved them so much, but one day they were just gone. I still don’t know where they went.”

Sarah’s little brother started to cry harder.

“It’s okay,” Isabella said, putting her arm around him. “I’m sure your truck will turn up.”

But deep down, Isabella knew her marbles were gone for good. And she felt terrible about it.

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