Ally, 13I breathe in the fresh air, as my hair swayed up and down. I watch as cars go past and the birds fly high, I fall on my back and lay down, looking up as the white cotton candy goes by. I hear the sound of the running water, as it flows down the river. I stand up and jump, my legs hitting the soft grass beneath my feet, my toes run through the strands and tickles the sole of my foot. I run along the stoney path, one step at a time. I turn and stop. The sunflowers stand tall like soldiers, with red roses by their sides. The wind blows, breaking their stillness, making them move and groove.