“What is going on?” yelled Autumn Elf, seeing snow on the ground. “It is autumn. I don’t want an early winter.”
“Why are you so upset?” asked Frankton, a friend of Autumn Elf and an elder elf.
“Have you seen what is outside?” asked Autumn Elf.
“You mean the snow,” said Frankton.
“Yes,” said Autumn Elf. “Of course I mean the snow.”
“Don’ t worry about the snow,” said Frankton. “A little bit of snow is not going to hurt anything.”
Normally, Autumn Elf listens to what Frankton has to say. He respects Frankton but this time he couldn’t help but worry.
Autumn Elf is in charge of autumn weather and he certainly didn’t order the snow that was on the ground. He certainly did not want an early winter.
“I see you are still worrying,” said Frankton about an hour later, seeing Autumn Elf pacing the floor.
“Yes,” said Autumn Elf. “It is snowing even more.”
“The more you worry,” said Frankton. “The more it is going to snow.”
Autumn Elf thought about what Frankton said. He stopped worrying and sure enough the snow stopped.
“See,” said Frankton.
“I know,” said Autumn Elf. “I should have listened to you.”
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