If I were a cloud, I would float freely in the endless sky, light and untouchable. The wind would carry me wherever it wished, and I would go gladly, exploring every corner of the world. I would rise high above snowy mountains, their icy peaks sparkling in the sunlight. I would drift over dense forests, where rivers run like silver ribbons through the trees, and I would watch the animals as they moved below. Over the oceans, I would glide, my reflection dancing on the waves.
One day, as I floated lazily through the sky, I noticed a small village nestled between the hills. In the village park, I saw a young boy sitting on a bench, staring at the ground. His shoulders were hunched, and his face looked heavy with sadness. I wanted to cheer him up, so I began to change my shape. First, I turned into a giant bird soaring through the sky. Then, I became a boat, sailing on the winds. Finally, I shaped myself into a big, smiling face.
The boy looked up, and for a moment, his frown disappeared. He began to smile, then laugh. He waved at me, his happiness as bright as the sun. I stayed until evening, painting the sunset with shades of orange, pink, and gold. When it was time to leave, I let a soft rain fall, as if to say goodbye.
If I were a cloud, I would try to bring joy to anyone who looked up at me. I would remind them of the beauty above and the peace in simple moments. Even though I could never stay in one place, I would leave behind memories of light, color, and wonder as I continued my journey across the skies.