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        Standing here, in this arena that's larger than five of my houses, I feel like a needle in a haystack. So many people surround me it's like I'm a little grain of sand in a huge ocean. The people in round gymnasium all form a crimson, white, and blue rainbow. Their shirts mesh together like a finely woven shirt with different colors strings. Smelling the concession stand foods, makes me feel like a starving child. …

…times in an empty park on a spring day. I watch car after car pass by while walking to mine. Some are brightly polished, reflecting the sun. Others have of dull, dusty look. Every few cars make a sharp squeak as they brake. The exhaust fills the air and makes me think of a grimy factory. And then I reach my car. Sitting in the warm, soft seat, I lost my thoughts and fall asleep.