A few years ago, in a forest not far from a cute little town, several scientists were experimenting

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A few years ago, in a forest not far from a cute little town, several scientists were experimenting and trying to find new species of animals. A husband and wife, who were noted for their good performance in their work, spent a few days in the jungle, and they were parents of a child eight years of age and for this reason they should leave as soon as possible.
In the evening, decided to continue their adventure in the jungle and late at night, in the bushes that were near some bushes discovered cocoons. But they thought they came from very large caterpillars, as they had were of normal size.
At dawn, they left their home. Upon arrival, they met with their parents and, of course, with her little son. That guy was weird, not talked much at home, rarely out of there, just moved from home to school, but, like his parents, he shared an interest in their research.
One night, onesie after her parents had gone home, the little I could not sleep. He decided to take a walk through the house and suddenly noticed onesie that the office door was open parents. The small let his curiosity won and then take a few steps on the desk of the parents. Noted some pictures, like documents would never understand. He kept looking and spend a few minutes, he realized that the desk was a box a little old lady, but never imagined he would find a little mystery and happiness.
He came over and asked himself whether it was good idea to see what was inside that box. He decided to open it and enter some fabrics were silk cocoons her parents had found in the jungle.
Those buds rough, with very little color, I was very surprised, as I had never seen anything like it. He decided to take them to the desk and near the bottom of that old box was a cocoon smooth, with bright colors and the boy was astonished to see him because he wondered why it was different from the others. Filled with a lot of intrigue, put everything back in place and left the office.
At dawn, while having breakfast with their parents, recalled observed that night and told his father: --- Daddy, yesterday onesie I was in your office and found in that box that was on the desk, something very strange, is those things are animals?
The youngest of eight years said goodbye to his parents and went to school, but as I was not sure what he had seen that night, decided to go to the school library to research cocoons.
There was nothing like what he had seen. Then, in a book, explaining how they reproduced butterflies and noticed that it was something similar to what their parents did. After several hours of reading different books, they went home and could not be quiet. He went back to the desk, look for the box and pulled out the buds. But he was struck by the cocoon smooth, with bright colors, took him and left him in his room, between some books.
One day, like everyone else, I was in school. Back home, he was looking at the trees that were in the street. Since the child does not think much of its cocoon mysterious, but he opened the door of his room found that cocoon split in two on the floor. The boy was astonished to see that the cocoon was destroyed, but to look at the ceiling looked so cute that species, onesie was unique, onesie great for him.
Time passed and they noticed that his little behaved in a strange way, and not getting out of his bedroom, not eating, and sometimes even had heard him laugh and not let anyone enter his bedroom. That boy had changed booked, was cheerful and talked more with her family, her parents thought that something had changed his life.
The winter started and Kris was not comfortable. It felt very fearful clinging and noises and lightning at night. Many nights of winter, the little boy approached and stroked him with her big blue wings and both slept until dawn.
Kris knew what he liked and what not, to his tender friend. She had become his constant companion and together they shared many joyful moments, but when Kris hovered in the room, the little thought that he was happy. Over time, the small