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I stood there looking at the seagulls as they flew by, feathers raining down upon me. I couldn't exactly describe how I felt, for many emotions ran through me then. Happiness, sadness, love, hate, they all ran through me in furious torrents. I gazed upon the orange-blue sky that played the backdrop to the leisurely downfall before me. Looking at the seagulls flying in the air, I thought about the freedom they possessed. How they flew unhindered and free, with no one telling them where to go.

With such thoughts, I could only recall my family, the way they had looked at me with hope, the same hope I had in these birds that they would take me where I needed to go. Looking at them fly around, I could only sigh in amazement. I wondered what life would be like if I could fly as high as they could, soar over mountains, glide through immense jungles, and so much more. 

The vast lands that sat unhindered by the rest of humanity, allowed to grow freely, oh what majestic sights! They were beautiful, as much as the show before me. It was magnificent, the way the colors blended so well. I could only feel hope, for myself, for my family, for the world as we knew it looking at the spectacle before me. I cried tears of joy as I watched, cascading down my freckled face, onto the ground below me. 

The thoughts inside my mind beckoned me, my soul reaching out to connect with them. They seemed to be telling me that I would go on, to prove that the hope that my family had in me was well founded. I would show them that they were correct, because when I looked at these birds, I felt hopeful. 

Hopeful that I could do what I needed to do. Hopeful that I would save everyone who needed me. Hopeful that the future would hold great fortune, and peace.

I was hopeful for everything to go well.