It was very sunny that day. I'd just gotten back from the real world and I was heading to go home. There was a slight breeze and birds were happily chirping in trees. Walking along that dirt path made me feel at peace, made me feel... happy.
Suddenly, I heard a commotion up ahead. I walked slowly, kicking small stones along the way. A young boy came into view, running along the dirt path about twenty feet ahead of me. He was clutching a small brown sack and some coins. Anger and sadness clouded his face. One clear tear ran along his cheek. His spiked silver hair bounced on his head as he ran....
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