One warm night, Mia and Ben ran outside.
They saw tiny lights in the air.
“Mia, look at those lights!” Ben said.
“They are fireflies!” Mia clapped her hands.
The fireflies twinkled and danced.
Mia and Ben loved to play.
They played outside every night.
They lived in a small house.
The house was near a big field.
The field was full of flowers.
The fireflies moved in a line.
“Let’s follow them,” said Ben.
“Okay!” Mia agreed.
They ran after the lights.
The fireflies led them to the field.
The field looked magical.
“Wow, so many fireflies!” Ben exclaimed.
The fireflies made a circle of light.
“Can we catch one?” Mia asked.
“Let’s try,” Ben said.
Mia and Ben held out their hands.
A firefly landed on Mia’s palm.
“It tickles,” she giggled.
“Say thank you,” Ben said.
“Thank you, firefly,” Mia whispered.
Mia and Ben watched the fireflies dance.
The end