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Saturday, April 23, 2016

Welcome to our planet

A few years ago, during a hot summer day, my sister and I were having our daily nap. We were living in our country house, where we didn’t have air conditioning. When we woke up we were all sweaty and we felt more tired than before: something strange had happened.
We opened our eyes and saw a completely different place from the one where we fell asleep: I was really confused but the only thing I was sure about was the fact that the place wasn’t our room. My sister thought she was dreaming, so at first she wasn’t worried at all. But she started shaking when a tall girl on roller-blades told us: “Welcome to our planet!”. She was nice, kind and so lovely; she had long blonde hair, her face was covered with make-up, which looked perfect, her lips were covered with a pastel pink lipstick and she had a flower crown on her head. But the most beautiful thing about her was her amazing and joyful smile, which made us feel home.
We were standing and looking around with wide eyes. The grass was extremely green and tidy, there were lots and lots of palm trees and the weather was even hotter than the one that was in our country.
Sun-kissed girls walked hand in hand with their “gentlemen”, children danced on the grass with their stereos which played pop music out loud and old women made lemonades and other fresh drinks to offer to passers-by. It seemed to be a place where love, kindness and joy were really important: that’s why we were surrounded by all these lovely things.
Teenagers helped old people crossing the street, other men and women gave food and drinks to homeless people. Even I saw a boy  saving a little dog, who was in the middle of the street, and two girls helping a poor woman, whose cat was stuck on a tree’s branch.
After seeing all this unbelievable things, we stopped being scared. That was the place where I’d love to live in forever, because I knew that my real planet would never be so lovely and joyful like that.

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