Once upon a time the world was dark and sad. People wept. They walked with their shoulders slumped over, like they were carrying heavy weights. Everything was dreary, gray, depressed. Then a single feather floated down from the sky. A girl looked up and noticed the feather blowing in the wind, and she began to skip after it. As she picked up speed, others joined in the game. Soon hundreds of children were scampering about with light in their eyes and dance in their step. The adults kept trudging along with their eyes on the ground. They never saw the feather. But, the children did, and they led the way.
By Roxanne, 10th grade