It was a warm, summer afternoon. I sit down in a little open field, and run my fingers through the grass.
Fresh, green, soft grass..
I layed back, letting my body rest on the warm bed of grass. Closing my eyes, soaking in the sun.
It felt safe.. free..
I tilted my head, noticing some small, vibrant, white spots across this field. Right on a little hill. As curious as I was, I slowly got up and started walking towards these unknown spots on this hill.
As I got closer to top of the small hill, I looked over this hill.
I realized what was over it,
A field of dandelions..
A huge wave of pure happiness hit me. I ran into the field, with the biggest smile spread across my face.
It was a gorgeous sight..
The beautiful white dandelions, the endless field of them.
I sat down, letting out a sigh of relief and sat there in happiness. Watching as the sun set..
wow..
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A field of dandelions..
Short Story"I'm in a field of dandelions, wishing on everyone that you'd be mine"