Apon the bouncing clouds, I danced. The sun in my grasp, it’s glistening sparkles blinding my vision. As it screamed through the crying clouds I could feel my happiness expanding like a box of butterflies being let free. Behind my draping coat, I could tell the atmosphere despised me with anger. As I slowly walked away regretting my decisions my happiness begun to fade. It more now resembled a dying flower. I knew it was the right decision. I felt my tear ducts starting to fill like a gushing river. The tears poured out onto my nicely done up face.
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