Weightless

I felt kind of weightless today as if I was made out of light feathers. It was a unique feeling, to be weightless. Your body were so light it floated into the sky. In the air I can still feel myself, being sour and wounded. My legs hung slack like dead branches and my arms were pinned tightly to my back, but I didn't mind. I floated past the stores and columns, and saw tons of other students walking with their head sunk low. How fortunate it was, for me to float in the weightless sky. I felt weightless today as if I was made out of light feathers. It was a unique feeling, to be weightless, your body was so light it floated into the sky and disappeared on the crimson red horizon.