It started among the pink fluffy clouds in the deep blue sky. The tips of her fingers, complete with long painted nails, slowly reached out to grab the the old door handle. It twisted with ease, give the slight creak of the door as it opened for the first time in hours. Her eyes lite up as she was welcomed with the intriguing feeling of exceptence and safety. She was home. ©Maya_Francis-Green_2012
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