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Not all that rustles is wind
Begin your story as follows: "I lay in the grass, the sun shining on my face, listening to the leaves rustle in the wind. When a shadow crossed my face, I opened my eyes expecting to see clouds."
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Walking in the deep end.

I lay in the grass,the sun shining on my face,listening to the leaves rustling in the wind.When a shadow crossed my face.I opened my eyes expecting to see clouds.

What are you doing here?

I thought you were supposed to be up there!

He points upward.

Today's the seventh day it's a day of rest.

Shouldn't you be up there looking for lives to save!

Do you feel like a god up there,with you're head in the clouds?

What do you mean!

I don't do this job to feel more superior than those wading below me.

I'm more of a guardian angel looking down.

I've been given a heart and a mind to use,when someone's in distress.

How do you know when someone needs your help?

I see them kicking and screaming,then i dive in.

What if two people are going under at the same time?

I don't know,it's never happened to me,and if I did I would probably need my own guardian angel.