Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

CLOUD, the cotton ball I jump on as I sail across the sky: that’s freedom.

CLOUD, the question mark in my head as I wonder: what is my purpose in life?

CLOUD, where my son and I lie on the green grass, gazing at the clouds. Our conversation is about what each cloud looks like.

CLOUD is a place to store information you hardly visit unless you want to.

CLOUD, what someone does to your mind who wants control. Please Stop.

CLOUD, a mystery to unfold. What is beyond the clouds?

Until Next Time,

Heidi💜