Milo found a map. It was dusty and old. "A treasure!" Milo thought. The map showed the backyard. Trees hid small paths. Milo jumped with joy.
Milo followed the map. He crawled under bushes. He jumped over rocks. A bird sang a sweet song. "Join me," said the bird. Milo smiled wide.
Milo reached a big tree. "Where is the treasure?" he wondered. The bird chirped, "Look up!" Milo climbed. He found a shining box!
Inside the box was a bell. "A lovely gift," said Milo. Milo and the bird laughed. The adventure was shared. Friendship was the real treasure.
