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She Never Made it to Canada
~She Never Made it to Canada~
Susan woke up one morning feeling like a cloud.
When she got out of bed
she went to a miiror and saw, that, indeed,
she was a cloud! A gray/white, puffy cloud!
"I'm going to be late." she thought.
Little did Susan know that she would never
have to work again. She was free as a cloud.
Susan skipped coffee and toast
and went straight outside. As soon
as she stepped off the porch she began to rise
above everything. She weighed nothing.
She was soft and moist A bird flew through her.
It made her laugh. "I want that to happen again!"
she giggled to herself.
After a minute or two Susan found herself
in a slow-moving wind stream that carried her east
towards Fenway Park. When she arrived over the park
she noticed she was very full of water and much grayer than she was
a few hours befor. She looked down at the game in progress
and saw it was the bottom of the ninth inning.
The Sox were down one run, and had runners on second and third
with two outs. Susan was a Red Sox fan, and was hoping they would score,
when she felt a strong urge to let the water she was holding go.
Try as she may to hold it, down it went onto the field in a torrent.
The home plate umpire gave the stop play signal and the players
all trotted to their dugouts while the field crew ran a tarp over the infield.
Susan continued to drift east until she was captured by a northerly stream
that moved much faster than the easterly one. She wondered if she would drift
far enough north to reach Canada. She always wanted to go to Canada.
As Susan flowed with the stream she turned completely white
and became smaller and smaller. Towards the end of the day she thought
she could see canada just a little ways ahead, but realizing there was very little left of her,
she let go one last laugh, and was gone.
