{"id":634,"date":"2021-07-11T10:21:03","date_gmt":"2021-07-11T04:51:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/?p=634"},"modified":"2021-07-11T10:21:03","modified_gmt":"2021-07-11T04:51:03","slug":"kiara-her-doll","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thetoad.in\/index.php\/2021\/07\/11\/kiara-her-doll\/","title":{"rendered":"Kiara & her doll\u00a0"},"content":{"rendered":"

Many years ago, there was a girl named Kiara. She lived with her parents in a mansion in the countryside.<\/p>\n

The family had many helpers. Most of them lived in the mansion along with their families.<\/p>\n

Kiara had a pink doll, which she was very fond of. The doll had been gifted to her by her parents.\u00a0The little girl used to take her doll everywhere. She would keep the doll by her side when she would go off to sleep at night. Everyone knew the two were inseparable.<\/p>\n

One night, she kissed her parents goodnight and went to sleep.\u00a0But when Kiara woke up in the morning, her doll was missing.<\/p>\n

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She searched for it everywhere, but in vain. Hearing her cry, Kiara\u2019s parents and all the helpers came running to her room. All of them searched for the doll, but it was nowhere to be seen.<\/p>\n

Kiara\u2019s mother took her in her arms and tried to comfort her. \u201cDo not worry. We will buy you a new one,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo, I want my pink doll.\u201d The little girl was inconsolable.<\/p>\n

Her father knew how much Kiara loved the doll. He couldn\u2019t see her cry. He then called all the helpers.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt is clear that someone has stolen Kiara\u2019s doll. There is no outsider in the mansion. So, it is clear that one of us has stolen it. I will give you an opportunity to speak the truth and return it. Otherwise, I will have to think of a way of punishing the guilty,\u201d the father said.<\/p>\n

There was a murmur among the helpers. No one knew who had stolen the doll.<\/p>\n

Just then, the daughter of the chef stepped forward, her head bowed with guilt.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt is me, father. I stole Kiara\u2019s doll,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n

Kiara\u2019s father went near the little girl and looked her in the eye.<\/p>\n

\u201cWhy did you steal the doll?\u201d he asked.\u00a0\u201cI do not have any toys,\u201d the girl said, sobbing.<\/p>\n

Ashamed of his daughter, the chef apologised for her mistake.\u00a0He rebuked her for stealing the doll.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe will return the doll immediately, Sir. I am sorry for what my daughter did.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYes, what she did was wrong,\u201d replied Kiara\u2019s father.<\/p>\n

\u201cBut she also showed the courage to speak the truth and we know why she did it. So, I forgive her.\u201d<\/p>\n

Kiara was happy when she got her doll back. Her father purchased a similar doll for the chef\u2019s daughter. On getting her first toy, the chef’s daughter jumped with joy.<\/p>\n

From that moment, the girls became friends and were always seen playing together.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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