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The clouds stretched across the sky and they looked so fake yet somehow they were real. That day, I wasn't feeling anything in particular perhaps, I was having mood swings. The darkness tends to cause some sort of sadness within myself and today there was no sun. No sun, just clouds that stretched all the way to China and back. They made me feel like a little person but I remembered that, <em>it's a small world</em>. Nobody was thinking of me at that moment yet I wasn't thinking about anyone either. I felt common, not rare, just common. It seemed that nothing I could do would ever make a change in this world we call home. A song was replaying in my head the lyrics waning in crescendo, "Roses are red, violets are blue, my heart is dead, i'm such a fool." What more could I need to feel so lost within my thoughts than being alone with them. I looked up at the roof which extended far, almost too far reminding me of why I chose to live in a mansion. Well, actually I'm not sure why I chose to live in a mansion by myself. As I thought to myself, I only conjured sad thoughts. I felt like crying but only then I would be feeling bad for myself. <em>Rich people aren't supposed to be sad? Not like this aren't they? </em>I wanted to believe that, be like them, everybody else but it was something that I couldn't be. Rich was just a word but It can't describe how I felt. It just described who I was in an aspect of wealth. All alone, I sat in my chair rocking back and forth looking through the isolated and strangely large circular window. Clouds among clouds among more clouds stretching a seemingly endless route. I wish I was up there so I could feel the weightlessness that I so longlessly dreamed about. The weightlessness that brought no sadness, stress, or struggles. Down here I was merely a weight on the world, being of no use to anyone or anything, maybe even a diamond in the rough but if my uniqueness showed then maybe I would actually have potential. Still, that sounded very unlikely. I couldn't honor my myself but the weightlessness of the clouds could. Above those clouds only then would I see the sun once again. How happy would I be? Eternally happy. Only the clouds could make me happy because they looked so fake yet they were real<em> just like myself. </em>
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We experience many types of weather on Earth, from hot and sunny days to snow-covered nights, and everything else in between.
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Dear (friends name),
(F/N), You wouldn’t believe it! Yesterday night, I watched a movie called A Silent Voice which is a anime movie. I remember once that you mentioned it and I said I’d get back to you on my review of it. I actually really loved it. It was so sad and I can’t believe Shoya bullied Shouko just because of her hearing aids. When shoya mom came to apologize to Shouko, I didn’t think much of it until she came back and her ear was bleeding. The whole movie was beautifully written but depressing at the same time. I don’t think I can think of fireworks the same way now either...it’s a great scene, don’t get me wrong. However the scene was dark and I didn’t want either of them to die. I really love this movie now so thanks again for recommending it to me. Also on a side note, we should visit soon! It’s been too long since we last saw each other. I got a new movie to watched called (insert favorite movie)! I think you’ll like it!!
Sincerely: (Y/N)! You’re best bro!!
