My sister walked in. Right away, I knew she had spotted me. I couldn't speak, as I had no opening for a mouth. She grabbed me and began to blow into my head.
The feeling of being inflated goes beyond words. It was wonderful, as if my purpose in life was being fulfilled. It was only when she stopped blowing did I realize what had happened. One, I was full of my sister's hot air. Two, I was a balloon! Just then...
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