If I Were A Cloud

When I was little and lying on the grass with my friends, we would think about what we would be if we were clouds. I think I was choosing the one with the weirdest shape. I don’t remember why I chose it, but probably like every child, I wanted to be different from others. If I asked myself the same question now, I would probably want to be the most ridiculous cloud. What would I do if I were a cloud? I wander around the sky for hours. I would make it rain all around because I love rainy weather a lot. If I were a cloud, I would be free. I don’t need to do my homework or study for my exams. I can do everything that; I can change my shape whenever I want. Sometimes I can be soft and fluffy, sometimes murky and gloomy. When I think about these, a smile forms on my face because this subject makes me feel like a 6-year-old. I know these won’t be real, but it made me feel happy to feel like I was still 6 years old, even if just for a short while. I hope little me never stops dreaming.