Kite: (proudly) Wow.. I can fly so high.. Me: (not very pleased) I make you to. Kite: Your mistaken, it is the force of the wind that makes me fly high. Me: (boldly and proudly) But, it's my choice to let you fly. Kite: (amused) Really? I don't think so. If the shopkeeper hadn't been willing to sell me, you wouldn't have me in your hands. Me: (annoyed) Oh, if I hadn't been willing to buy you, you would still be stuck in the shop and probably left on the rack forever. Kite: (furious) Is it so? You think too high of yourself. I want to be away from you. Me: (more furious) Even, I don't want to be with you. Kite: What are you waiting for? Just let go off my string. Me: (hurriedly) Most willingly.. (I let go off the string. I keep watching and within a few seconds, the kite gets torn unable to stay afloat, falls down.) Me: (running and crying in disappointment towards the kite) I shouldn't have let you go. Kite: (torn badly) I'm sorry, my ego caused my fall. Me: I'm sorry, my ego was the cause for everything. I should have been a little more patient. (Alas, everything was over.) JOY IN JAN: 2 AT CONVO FUN KITE and ME. #yqbaba #newwritersclub #aestheticthoughts #joyinjan #giftsydorcas #kiteconvo #atconvofun #jij_gdoc
