In the morning when I woke up I saw a hot air balloon. It was the Hamilton balloon.
It was really close to our house. I waved at the people. I could see them, but they couldn’t see me.
It was making a loud noise like SHWWWW. I saw them pulling the fire thing. It was a really big balloon. I wanted to go in the hot air balloon.
[balloon image from MS Clipart]
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