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Piggy Creative Writing

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I was alone by myself in the dark gloomy sky, but then I saw him. He was like the glimpse of light that brightened my whole life. He was a tuff looking tree, the texture he got on his branches and the way his diversely leaves waved like the dancing butterflies beneath the rain, all looked so unfamiliar and attractive to me. I tried to talk to him, I tried to make a sound, but my throat was locked. “Hey, dear.” The tree spoke with his charming and mature voice. Hi…I answered nervously inside my mind. My heart raced and I felt my soft snow white body started to blush. Is he talking to me? Did he recognize me staring at him the whole time from the murky sky? Suddenly, a string of footstep dragged my attention back to the hurtful reality and that’s when I spotted the mini pink piggy rushing toward us. …show more content…

The rain is pouring down at me, so I wonder can you please block the rain for me?” As the mini pink piggy arrived, she started off singing with her sweet melting voice. “No problem, that's what a man should do for a lady.” With no hesitations the tree blocked the pink piggy with his bloomy leaves. No, no, no, no…the disappointments and depressions almost killed me. I couldn't see clear with my tearful eyes, but I can overhear their laughter standing out from the sound of the raindrops and my tears. I felt like having a knife carving through my heart, tearing it into pieces. I wanted to have a closer peek at the alluring tree and the mini pink piggy, however my body was caught motionlessly in the heartbreaking grief. Why is this happening to me? Why can’t people hear my words, hear what I feel inside? I couldn't help but blubbered like a baby inside the darkness. I miss my parents, I miss how they used to console me and hug me into their creamy white body. But now those pining are useless, no one is here to comfort me. I am alone and

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