Authors Note: As you read this think about what it would be like to be a butterfly. Think abut the highs and the lows of being an insect.
It seemed to be fairly warm the day I woke up and rose of of my cocoon. My wings were bright pink with a splash of light blue. I felt like I was a new insect. I went from being stupid old caterpillar to beautiful butterfly over the course of a week. I want to try out my new wings so I start flapping my wings and there I go. I am flying. I feel so alive! I soar over the town of Pewaukee and I see the people who now look like insects.I spend the rest of the day flying and getting used to my wings. When I get back to my home I rest on my wings and fall asleep preparing for the next day.
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