"i'm confused," said the girl. "why are you putting me through this? i know you could get me out and i don't understand why you are making me suffer..."
"little girl," replied the wind, "why do you not trust me? when have i ever failed you?"
"but sir, you do not understand. i'm scared and alone and i need to know you are with me..."
"dear child," cried the wind, so as to make himself clear, "you need not worry. you need not be afraid. i have always been here. i will always be here. look me in the eye- trust me, everything will turn out right. what you are going through can only make you stronger. i am making you stronger."
"i trust you." said the girl, closed her eyes and let the wind play with her hair.
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