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As Simon skipped around the park and jumped off swing he began to notice that it was a beautiful day but he was the only one at the park. Their might be an occasional squirrel here and there but other than that, Simon was alone. Simon rode his bike home. He couldn't help but let go of his bike to soar through the sky. He says it feels like he is a free eagle. As Simon walked into his house he couldn't help but stumble across his crying mother sitting in the corner. "Mom?" Simon shouted. "What's wrong?" Simons mom jumped up and yelled in excitement. "Simon you are okay!" After an awkward pause "mom, why wouldn't I be okay? I just went to the park. What is going on" a nother awkward pause. " Simon Otis pouring, their is a tornado watch and listen to the sound of that radio going crazy." Can you not see?" Simon looked through the window and saw the sun shining and the flowers blooming. Assuming his mother might have been having a weird reaction to he cancer medication he walked away.
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