I still remember the time when i saw some kids on new berry road. It all happen yesterday while i was walking home, there were some kids. I think it was bedok road or new berry road. Im not too sure. Got someone take out a pistol. He had the pistol pointed at me, i was petrified, stupified and modified.But actually it was a pellet gun and the someone took the pistol and threw it in the river below. I thanked the guy for the help. Down here on Earth. Dumbfounded, i found myself down in the dumps. I manage to escape! The dump was smelly, full of dumb dumps. Suddenly, i felt elated and i felt like playing a kite. So, i found a kite. It had my name written on it in BOLD letters. I played with it till the cows came home.
The End
This his a very moving story which touch the heart of mine. Especially when i played with the kite. Which is why i named this story The Kite. Thank you.
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