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LAst night, it was storming. So, I left my house running. I ran around my block barefoot. As I splashed through the puddles on the ground, my feet being cut by the harsh stones under, I could do nothing but laugh. I laughed as I ran, Feeling nothing but pure joy. When I returned home, clothies and hair dripping wet, I smiled. Then went to bed and slept. I'm sure I was smileing the whole night through. I'm sure of it.