Celeste My Planet

She appeared one morning in the elevator.

We went up a hundred and fifteen floors in silence. Then she entered the school, just like me.

During recess, she stayed in the classroom. Me, leaning on the railing of the glass terrace, I kept repeating to myself: "Don't fall, don't fall, don't fall."

I was afraid of falling in love.

At lunchtime, she left and never set foot in the school again. I had to find her.

Title recommended by the Ministry of National Education for 6th and 5th grade classes.