Gucio finds a strange balloon in the park that seems to feel his emotions. When it glows and drifts into the air, their small adventure takes an unexpected turn.
One bright morning, Gucio was walking through the park with his mother when something under a bench caught his eye.
It was a balloon. Not an ordinary one, but a round, colourful balloon with a painted smiling face. It bobbed softly, though there was no wind.
Gucio knelt down and picked it up with both hands. It felt warm and smooth, as if it had been waiting just for him.
"Good morning, balloon," he said, giving it a gentle hug.
At once, the balloon filled with a shining yellow glow.
Gucio gasped and jumped back. His heart thumped fast. The balloon floated a little higher, tugging his fingers with a soft, stubborn pull.
"You really are magic," Gucio whispered.
Then, before he could say another word, the yellow light flickered, and the balloon slowly turned blue.