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The small red balloon is very fragile. It has already been hurt and weakened, and is wary. It does not trust other balloons, or any objects for that matter. It already has opened up in the past, and it did not end well. The small red balloon does not trust others. However, one day, it let a small pin join it. The small pin hurt the balloon. It felt like a sharp stab to the back. However, the balloon couldn’t live without it. It knew so. It had to be true. If the red balloon was separated from the pin, it would air out. It doesn’t want that. Over the next few months, the balloon and the pin grew closer. Even if it pained the balloon, it did not want to hurt the pin, Even if the pin hurts it. The balloon hated the pin so much. But it also loved it. The pin was blocking a hole in the balloon’s body. If it didn't, the balloon would die. Even so, the pin was the one who made that hole. Eventually, the pin started to grow apart from the balloon. The balloon was scared and sad. It didn't want to be alone. It couldn’t be alone. It knew it would be its end. One day, the pin started to speak about another balloon. A green one. That hurt the balloon. A lot. Eventually, the pin left the balloon. The balloon couldn't take it. It was slowly dying. It tried to patch the gap in itself, but in vain. No matter how many band-aids it used, it kept growing. Each time it saw the pin and the green balloon together, it hurt. But it also felt bad for the green balloon. It knew the same would happen to it. It tried to warn it, but was pushed away. Eventually, the red balloon was no more. All of its helium had long left. All that remained was an empty husk. It couldn’t even float anymore. Meanwhile, its contents floated up. They reached the heavens, and remained there. Even as their body was dying, they were peaceful. They knew the pin would never get to them here. Even though they missed others back down, They were happy. But even if it pained them, they missed the pin as well. Even after all it did to them, They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They…
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Apr 25, 2024
Apr 25, 2024 at 11:28 AM UTC
dawnthelesbian
"The red balloon."
The small red balloon is very fragile. It has already been hurt and weakened, and is wary. It does not trust other balloons, or any objects for that matter. It already has opened up in the past, and it did not end well. The small red balloon does not trust others. However, one day, it let a small pin join it. The small pin hurt the balloon. It felt like a sharp stab to the back. However, the balloon couldn’t live without it. It knew so. It had to be true. If the red balloon was separated from the pin, it would air out. It doesn’t want that. Over the next few months, the balloon and the pin grew closer. Even if it pained the balloon, it did not want to hurt the pin, Even if the pin hurts it. The balloon hated the pin so much. But it also loved it. The pin was blocking a hole in the balloon’s body. If it didn't, the balloon would die. Even so, the pin was the one who made that hole. Eventually, the pin started to grow apart from the balloon. The balloon was scared and sad. It didn't want to be alone. It couldn’t be alone. It knew it would be its end. One day, the pin started to speak about another balloon. A green one. That hurt the balloon. A lot. Eventually, the pin left the balloon. The balloon couldn't take it. It was slowly dying. It tried to patch the gap in itself, but in vain. No matter how many band-aids it used, it kept growing. Each time it saw the pin and the green balloon together, it hurt. But it also felt bad for the green balloon. It knew the same would happen to it. It tried to warn it, but was pushed away. Eventually, the red balloon was no more. All of its helium had long left. All that remained was an empty husk. It couldn’t even float anymore. Meanwhile, its contents floated up. They reached the heavens, and remained there. Even as their body was dying, they were peaceful. They knew the pin would never get to them here. Even though they missed others back down, They were happy. But even if it pained them, they missed the pin as well. Even after all it did to them, They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They loved it. They…
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