Short Stories by a Tall Girl

Deflating Bouncy Houses

I noticed something today. I noticed people are like bouncy houses. When others are around, they are full of air and are the best they can be. If they get even the tiniest hole, it wont be perfect anymore. This causes some people to leave. While the people slowly leave, they slowly deflate. They become depressed and lonely. This causes all of the people to go away. In result, they think it was their fault. The are now fully deflated. Empty and sad and alone. Sometimes I'm a deflated bouncy house. Not that I'm squishy and fat, but because I'm empty and sad. I pushed everyone away because I wasn't perfect anymore. I had a hole.

A/N: hey guys. I'm not kidding when I say I need suggestions. I was sitting and watching a bouncy house deflate yesterday when I thought of this so it can't be that hard to think of one.

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