As the day ended, Saima stood alone at the crossroads and her heart became heavy with uncertainty and fear. She closed her eyes, whispered "Guide me home," and felt a gentle nudge. A soft breeze that carried the scent of her grandmother's cooking, leading her down the winding path to the warm glow of her childhood home. This is when she knew that her late grandmother was helping and guiding her home. She showed her gratitude and thanks to the breeze which was actually her grandmother helping her.
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