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The little boy crept up to the Giant and asked, ‘Why did you do it?’

The Giant groaned, ‘I’m lonely. I was looking for Somewhere to live.’

‘Where do you come from?’ asked the boy.

‘I come from Nowhere,’ moaned the Giant.

‘I see, but that doesn’t mean you can trash our village,’ said the boy.

‘I didn’t mean to,’ mumbled the Giant. ‘It’s because I am too big. I don’t seem to fit in anywhere.’