once, this little boy went out to the garden, and he saw this little butterfly. he thought, 'it's so pretty! i must catch it!' slowly, he lured the butterfly nearer to him, and he catches it with his net. while examining it, another butterfly flies past, a brighter-coloured one, perhaps. and the boy is left thinking, 'that one's prettier! i want that one instead!' so, he goes off to catch that one, and the other butterfly is left abandoned. it might seem free, but its wings are broken now, and it can't fly. it's left reeling in pain and fear. fear to ever fly, in case its ever caught again. and maybe, it can't fly. not anymore.