Things seemed like they were the same. The world seemed as bright as it always was, with the leaves as brown as they were in the autumn, and the kids sounded as joyful as they always were. I could see the trees in the distance, at the opposite side of the park, and I can even see the gray skies in the distance which meant that it was raining somewhere far away.
The thunder boomed, and it sounded the same as it got closer and closer. But when the rain began to pelt on me, the world started to look different with every drop. My vision was clouded by splashes, and it dissolved into a blur of colors.
Little Jenny tugged hard on her mother’s arm in the direction of the balloon man.
“Not now, Jenny,” Donna huffed irritantly.
Donna picked up her walking pace, hoping that it would force Jenny to stop looking at that balloon man. But alas, her plan backfired. On her third step, she stretched her skirt slightly too far and the seam gave way. With a loud RIIIP, the skirt revealed four inches more of her skin.
The loud rip made people turn around and everyone started to stare in her direction. Jenny giggled loudly, which made matters worse. Donna tends to fumble when she is nervous. She kept her head down, but somehow she did not see the huge kerb in front of her and SMACK, she crashed her shoe into it. Donna promptly collapsed into a mess on the floor.
“Mom? Are you okay?” Jenny’s eyes glistened with genuine concern.
“Are you okay, m’am?” A deep voice came from behind.
Donna whipped her head around. It was the balloon man.
He held out a helium balloon shaped like Olaf the Snowman to Jenny. Without hesitating, Jenny took it.
“Thank you, sir!”
“Jenny, give it back. I don’t want to buy a balloon.”
Before Jenny could protest, the balloon man cut in.
“It’s free, m’am,” his deep voice boomed.
Then he added, “Come, I have a pair of spare pants in here somewhere too.”
Donna, still sprawled on the floor, was at a loss. Finally, she caved, and accepted the balloon man’s outstretched hand. He pulled her to her feet and dusted her down.
“There you go, sweetpea.”
Donna froze. Only one other person in the world called her that.
She realized she had not gotten a close look at the balloon man yet. She peered under his cap and her suspicions were confirmed.
“Why, sweetpea? Surprised to see me? Your dear old papa?”
This project was their greatest yet. They had it down to every minute detail and it was going down tonight.
The team pulled their gloves over their sweaty palms and wore ski masks to cover their faces, par for their eyes, which they used to exchange nervous looks.
But the pair of eyes with the most determination in them spoke. The man said, “Let’s do this.”
The next day, the morning crowd were the first to witness their remarkable production. Then even the lunch crowd stopped in awe, despite of the unreasonable pile of work waiting for them back at the office. Then school’s out, and the kids started running rampant through the streets, like bats out of hell, and they looked up at the side of the building. Then little Timmy pointed and said: “Whale!”
Magic is real. I discovered magic when I first met my soulmate. When she touches me, the world becomes brighter and feels lighter. I forget all my problems and her presence becomes the only thing that matters.
I did not think I could be any more in love but she proved me wrong when she unfurled her wings. Her beautiful wings. They were as divine as an angel’s, as full as a swan’s, and as majestic as an eagle’s.
She taught me some of her magic. Having her as a teacher had to be the best thing that ever happened to me. I got pretty good at magic too. She changed my life in ways I never imagined. I never imagined that my plan would work either. The statue spell was one of the most difficult spell to master. But it worked, and now she is mine forever.
I wiggled my body, desperately trying to gain control over my movement in water, but I could not move my arms.Neither could I move my legs! They would not respond to me as well.
I was being drawn dangerously close to the center now. I could hear the deafening roar of the motor- sound travels spectacularly well in water. I could see the motor as well. It was emanating a pulse that made the water around it ripple and bubble, as if it was boiling the water.
I’m getting too close!
Then, whooosh! The water molecule shot into the air before gravity pulled it back down, only to be shot up once again, just for our entertainment.