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I thought this story through very thoroughly, but did not decide to go through with it. Instead, being very interested in the character in The Little Prince, I decided to work with the idea that in a perfect world a plant is growing that is not familiar to the boy. Despite its normal qualities, it does not appear to belong, and so the boy uproots the plant, only to find that he destroyed something precious and dear in his world. To me, this evoked a stronger emotional loss than the first idea. Perhaps it is just me, but I could not feel an extreme amount of loss when he uprooted the plant, for it was so sad that individuals rarely give things that they do not understand a chance.