The Runaway Kite

On a breezy Saturday, Harper took her bright red kite to the park with her dad. She found a wide, open hill and held the kite high. Soon, the wind lifted it above the trees. Harper smiled as she let out more string. Suddenly, a strong gust pulled the kite from Harper’s hands. It swooped over a fence and landed in a tall oak tree. Harper felt worried. Her dad looked around and spotted a long, fallen branch nearby. Together, they carefully used the branch to nudge the kite loose. The kite floated down into Harper’s arms. She checked that it was not torn, then tied the string around her wrist. Harper and her dad walked to a clear field farther from the trees. This time, Harper held on tightly, and the red kite danced safely in the sky.