Julius was a boy filled with wonder, always curious about the world around him. His favorite place to explore was right at home, where every nook and cranny held a new secret to discover. He loved peeking behind curtains and finding hidden treasures under cushions.

One sunny afternoon, Julius was playing in the living room. His grandma had a special, shiny blue vase on a shelf, shimmering with golden swirls. It was so beautiful and delicate, and Julius often wondered what it felt like to touch its smooth, cool surface.

He was bouncing his soft, red ball, giggling as it boing-ed off the sofa. Boing! Boing! The ball was very bouncy, and Julius loved to watch it zoom. He aimed for a cushion, but the ball took a surprising turn!

The red ball zipped past his hand, flying higher and higher! Julius's eyes followed it, his curious mind wondering where it would land. His heart did a little flutter-flutter. Oh no, the ball bounced near the shelf where the beautiful blue vase sat!

With a soft *clink*, then a gentle *crash*, the ball nudged the vase. The beautiful blue vase wobbled, then tumbled down. It landed with a quiet shatter on the soft carpet, breaking into a few big pieces. Silence filled the room.

Julius stood frozen, his red ball forgotten. His eyes stared at the broken vase. His tummy felt like it was doing a funny flip-flop, and his heart started to beat very, very fast. *Thump-thump-thump!* Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!

A big, warm wave of fear washed over Julius. Grandma loved that vase! What would she say? Would she be mad? He felt a strong urge to hide the pieces, maybe under the sofa, and pretend it never happened. No one would ever know!

But as he looked at the broken pieces, a tiny voice in his head, a brave, honest voice, whispered, 'Tell the truth, Julius.' His heart thumped again, but this time, it was a brave thump. It felt scary, but he knew what he had to do.

With a deep breath that puffed out his cheeks, Julius slowly walked towards the kitchen where he heard Grandma humming. Each step felt like a big journey. His hands felt a little shaky, and his tummy still did tiny flip-flops.