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Once, there were two little girls,

Who met on a picnic near a river.

It was a hot day and the river

Looked tempting to swim in.

So they jumped right in.

But the current was too strong

And powerful for the little girls,

Who were only strangers

On that warm summers day,

And so, they were swept away.

Dirty water rushed into their ears,

Eyes,

Nose and

Mouth and they found,

They couldn't breathe.

They clung to each other as they were pulled

Deeper and deeper down, tumbling

Over and over, suspended

In the water.

Suddenly, a great shadow

Swam down to grab them,

And the shadow pulled them up to the surface where

They could open their

Eyes, clear their

Noses, empty their

Ears and

Breathe.

The shadow had been

A boy who one of the little girls knew

For he was her brother.

The other little girl,

Once she was back on the bank,

Ran over to her parents, crying, frightened.

Her parents picked her up and hugged her tightly,

Thankful she was safe.

The three went back over to thank

The rescuer and the little girls exchanged

Small smiles, the adventure bringing

Them together.

"I'm Lauren," said one, coming out from behind her brother's shadow to meet the other.

"I'm Chloe," the other said,

And that was all they needed

To know they were going to be

Best friends.

(found written on the back of an old photograph) 

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