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A young girl named Sienna is walking along a trail near a meadow, the hills are filled with flowers and a cool ocean breeze sweeps over the sun drenched grassy slope. This is the story of Sienna Allingsworth. She is in a place we've all been before and at this moment she's admiring her new playmate, a big red balloon. It bobs and sways in the wind as she tugs at its shiny golden string. Sienna thinks to herself, "Such a pretty red balloon it is", as the sun lights it up with a deep orange glow.

Her family is in the meadow, down the hill to the right, near a road that winds away over the far side. Few travel this back country road as thick woods swallow its edge. The quiet is all around and there for her family too as her brother plays catch with the mysterious new family member, sienna sometimes glances to share her smile. Mother prepares lunch on a streatched out blanket and calls to sienna: Mind your distance dear, we'll be eating in just a few minutes. "Ok mom," answers sienna.

A young girl named Sienna is walking along a trail near a meadow, the hills are filled with flowers and a cool ocean breeze sweeps over the sun drenched grassy slope. This is the story of Sienna Allingsworth. She is in a place we've all been before and at this moment she's admiring her new playmate, a big red balloon. It bobs and sways in the wind as she tugs at its shiny golden string. Sienna thinks to herself, "Such a pretty red balloon it is", as the sun lights it up with a deep orange glow.

Her family is in the meadow, down the hill to the right, near a road that winds away over the far side. Few travel this back country road as thick woods swallow its edge. The quiet is all around and there for her family too as her brother plays catch with the mysterious new family member, sienna sometimes glances to share her smile. Mother prepares lunch on a streatched out blanket and calls to sienna: Mind your distance dear, we'll be eating in just a few minutes. "Ok mom," answers sienna.

Red means stupid!

Here's a scarry future shock.

Yellow means... well if I were a teenager, I'd be getting a passport... real soon. That way hiding out in New Zealand would not seem so bad.

Charlie Me and Bernie

Awaitning the Sun... thus it has burned my eyes and I am not cool.