I can still remember the moment that I will never forget. I will never forget that moment. It is the moment that I will never forget! It was on a cold, dark morning when the sun wasn't up yet. The sun was out of sight. It was cold outside. The time of day was morning. The sun was still on the other side of the world. It was cold outside. The sun was beneath the horizon. The daytime was morning. Did I mention that the sun was not up yet? But, when I got out of bed, I noticed a crack in the floor. The floor had a crack! There was a crack! The sun wasn't up, so the crack that was there was hard to see. There was a crack! The sun wasn't up yet, and the morning was cold! I crouched down to look at the crack. That is when I realized that there was a crack! I suddenly remembered that the sun wasn't up yet. Then I ate breakfast in the dark.
People, you must know how hard it is to eat breakfast in the dark. Yes, it was dark, because the sun was not up, and the coldness was cold. So, I kept eating breakfast in the dark. It was a painful experience. It was painful. It was cold. Suddenly, I noticed the crack in the floor. I screamed with fury, and threw my breakfast at the crack. Nothing happened, except for the splat of milk in my eye. I was mad, for milk had splatted in my eye! The crack stared me in my milk filled eye, and I struggled to stare back, but there seemed to be a blanket of white "milk" in my eye. Then, I remember that there was a blanket of white milk in my eye.
I got a shovel, because I thought I could dig up the crack. Then, I got a shovel to dig up the crack. After that, I got a shovel to dig up the crack. Then, I started to dig up the crack on the cold, dark, apparently blanketed by white, cracked floors, morning. I started to dug up the crack. Nothing happened. Then, nothing happened. After that, nothing happened. I started to realize that the floor was concrete. But, I didn't give up. I kept on digging that crack! It was cold, so I got some gloves. I tried digging up the the crack some more, but I got so mad that I threw my gloves at the crack. Nothing happened. That was when I fully realized that the floor was concrete.
Then, the first rays of sun blurted into view, and the beautiful rays of sun made my happy. I was so happy, that I threw myself with all of my force at the window. The window broke, and I flew outside, into the cold, no longer dark, morning. I felt at peace as I flew through the air. It was the moment of my life. Then, I hit the ground, and simply died.
