...One day, the little cloud started to feel different. She could not float as well as she used too. She started to feel very heavy. Still she could enjoy the breeze high up in the sky and look at all the little children playing in the meadows. The little cloud looked down to enjoy the view. Suddenly she caught a glimpse of her puffy usually white tummy. It was beginning to turn gray... what was happening to her?
(More tomorrow)
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