The Boy Who Didn’t Believe in Unicorns
Once upon a time, there was a boy. And the grew up like every other boy, except his parents didn’t teach him to believe in unicorns. All the other children would talk about their unicorn adventures. You see, you have to believe in unicorns to see them.
The little boy felt left out and he became bitter and angry. But mostly he was just sad and hurt. He thought everyone else was making up the unicorns just to tease him. How could they do that to him? He hid in this closet and moped. His parents didn’t know that you had to teach your kids about unicorns. They thought he was just a big ol’ good for nothing delinquent.
But one day the little boy met a girl. She saw how sad the little boy was, so she walked over and asked him what was wrong. He didn’t say anything. She tried everything she knew- she tried asking, she tried fake-crying, and she poked him. A lot. She even poked him in the eyeball. He just sat there, moping and crying.
Then suddenly she came to a wonderful realization. “I know! You should meet my friend!” And there was a blinding flash of light. When the boy looked up, through his blurry eyes he saw the most beautiful, brightest unicorn in the world. The little girl had disappeared.
“I have watched you for a very long time,” the unicorn said. “You a very special young boy. Did you know that? You are truly lucky, for all the other children have known unicorns their whole life. They take us for granted. But you…you had to find us. You believed in your heart, and your heart made it true.” And the unicorn smiled, if unicorns could, and the boy wiped his tears away and climbed onto the unicorn’s soft fluffy back, and they flew off into the stars, and they lived happily ever after.
The end.
1/31/2010 Chungyen Chang
