The butterfly

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 The butterfly

A butterfly was trapped into a vehicle tunnel accidentally.

There was never a concept about tunnels in the life of butterflies.

She was living in a hill near the city.  She never knew that there was a way for the cars coming in and out of the tunnel.

She never knew where the cars were going to and where the cars were coming from.

It was not her concern.

She needs only sunshine and flowers.

But one day she entered the tunnel accidentally without knowing where she was going.

The sudden change of atmosphere scared her.

She tried to fly higher and faster inside the tunnel.

There was no sunlight and the smells are strange.

She tried going back.  But she cannot know which was the way out.

She asked herself where am I going to.

The headlights were scary.  The headlights seemed running to her every minute.

She tried to fly to the other side more.

And suddenly she found she was following a line of red lights.   Those were the tail red lights of the cars.

She did not know now she was following the other direction of cars.

However, the tail red lights are more comfortable than the white head lights.

She flied and flied.

And she started to doubt:   "Am I going to the right direction? "  " Can I leave this tunnel following these red lights?"

She dare not go to the other side because the other side were all bright white lights running to her.

However she wanted to try.

Maybe the opposite side was the direction to the exit.

She was a brave butterfly.

Now she was flying on the opposite side, directly confronting the white lights.

She was hoping she can leave the tunnel very fast.

In the world of a butterfly,  there might be no concept about direction  and there might be no concept about exits.

Maybe she's got some instinct different from human beings.

She knew where the flowers are.   She could live very well in the hills.

But now she was in the tunnel.

She had to live with humans in the tunnel.

Where should I be going?

If she went to the other side,  there were white lights ahead.

If she went to this side,  there were red lights ahead.

Now she was tired.

Because she had tried this side many times and the other side many times.

She was a brave butterfly.

She never wanted to give up.

She always tried to fly once more,  to either of the directions for an exit.

If she was not so strong and if she can close hers eyes to fly,  she might got out already.

But she tried again and again without knowing she was making a circle inside the tunnel.

She  asked herself many times:  Should I go this or that side?

When she was extremely tired and thirsty,  she was lucky to faint on the cargos of a long truck.

She did not give up,  she just fainted.

The truck carried her out.

When she opened her eyes she found sunshine again.

It was her happiest moment,  but still she did not know what had happened.

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