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It is a great day, and it's been a while since you felt that way. You woke up with an excellent start, a miracle considering how hard you cry at night. Breakfast was delightful and light. The weather was simply perfect for a stroll! You head out and appreciate the beautiful morning. The sun is shining in its brightest glory, greeting those who needed his warmth. Yes, you need it for you're growing incredibly pale. The skies were amethyst blue, with little clouds floating around. You can feel the breeze playfully passing by, making the leaves dance and the flowers sway gracefully. Their colors ranged from passionate red to sweet violet. There was no lovelier sight, because it was simply picture perfect. You never felt this great feeling, as if nothing will ever go wrong. It's one of the best feelings you've ever had. Ever since the day they disappeared, you've never felt this great. Sadly, they were already missing for almost three months. Yes, it broke so many hearts, but no one's giving up just yet. No one can afford to give up. You have a feeling that they're going to be found soon. That's when your phone rang.
It was from your friend! A short and disturbing message: "Please. Hurry" You panic immediately with your heart drumming wildly inside your chest. Why would they text you like that? It was the first message you ever received from any of them. Your friend does not tell you were to go, but somehow your feet does. They finally made themselves known! They were still alive! You run so fast, without a definite place to go to. They are back. Your heart was leaping in joy as you continued to run. They are back! After a while, you just stopped by a near by tree, near the outskirts of town after hearing some muffled cries. A young child was sitting there, dressed in clothes more than twice his size. The child was crying his eyes out, so you come closer to check on him.
Before you could say anything, the child looks up. You find yourself staring at those familiar eyes that you've grown to love. They were the eyes you missed so much, yearned to gaze so much. The child speaks up
"It's me"
