THIS IS A GREAT BR FISHING AND WISHING 100 ENTRY
Light and free, floating through the air. He longed to be like the balloons. (100 word entry)
Balloons. Translucent crimsons, greens. Bulbous cats, bulging stars. Dozens floated through the clear sky, dotting it with their helium-filled shapes. They caught the eye of a young boy riding his bicycle. As he gazed upwards, he wondered where the magnificent balloons came from. Pedaling through a neighbor’s yard, he intended to find out.
The boy screeched past intersections and weaved through cars, never looking down. Reaching the park, he saw a group gathered. Inflating the balloons, they released each into the air, letting them soar up, climbing towards the blue above. The boy watched, wanting to fly away too.