The Perfect Liftoff

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  Alphonse ran as quickly as she could over to her home. She made sure not to hurt Oscar in her hand. Man, was she excited. She wanted to jump up and down and just dance. Why had she never done this before? More importantly, why had she never seen it? Was she always asleep?
When she reached the library, the wind opened and closed the doors perfectly. She dropped her bag and looked at Oscar. "Are you excited?" V...E...R...Y.  Alphonse jumped up and squealed. She ran over to the trapdoor in the corner of the room. It was much lighter than it looked, and much lighter than she had remembered it.  Down the stairs she went, as quickly as she possibly could without falling down them.
  Right in the center of the room was a lever, just like Mr. Charlie had said. Alphonse was worried that she'd never find it. The room seemed different to her, but she couldn't tell why. She didn't care why. She just wanted to pull that darn lever. Oscar was placed on one of the billions of twisting and turning pipes in the gigantic basement.
Boom! The lever was down. Alphonse grabbed Oscar in her hand and ran upstairs as the library began to shake. She decided to go to the top floor of the two story building to get a better view.
They descended into the sky along with the rest of the town like lanterns. The sun had just set, and Alphonse could see gazillions of shining stars. She was at a loss for words, her eyes opened wide and she smiled the biggest smile ever recorded in human history. Mountains and hills that she had never seen before seemed to go on forever, and the town grew smaller and smaller, but she saw parts of it that she never knew existed. It was the perfect liftoff. Her little town, with her above it, watching over all of her people.
She went downstairs and came right back up again with a sandwich now in her hand. She ripped off a portion of it and gave it to Oscar. He took a bite of it at the same time she did. D...E...L...I...C...I...O...U...S. Alphonse thought so, too. She pet Oscar and looked out the window, making her the happiest she had ever been.

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