A windy day doesn't always folder the muffin

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It was like any other day for our beloved/hated Isaac Newton, as out of nowhere he could feel a light breeze through his wig. He thought to himself "Oh what a wonderful cool breeze, I hope no apples will fall upon my head. Thus I will sit under an oak tree" As he walked to his beloved tree he noticed that the wind was getting stronger. But this did not bring him from committing war crimes by having invented calculus. As he sat down under the tree the light breeze suddenly disappeared. It was calm, 'The calm before the storm.' wasn't really a very much used saying back then. Out of nowhere the breeze became a storm, Isaac didn't know what to do but he thought himself save under the oak tree. A girl approached him, looking out his time. She stood before him with an umbrella in her hand. The girl looked down on him with a soft smile. "Where's your apple Isaac?" She asked and looked around. "I do not- understand Madam. What do you want?!" He asked in shock or rather in disbelief? "Do you need help my any chance m'lady?" He asked again. The wind got stronger and stronger, so strong the oaktree began to move. Isaac started to get scared, he was paralyzed. "Don't worry, I appreciate your work. Though I do not wish to have physics class once a week" she said cold and giggled. "P-pardon?" Isaac was almost laughing because he couldn't understand what was going on. Shortly after the girl opened her umbrella, lifted it in the air. The wind, oh the wind. It swung her up into the air. Newton couldn't believe his eyes.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 02, 2022 ⏰

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