On a Hillside

            On a hillside, in the Summer sun, lay a girl, but not just any girl, an exceptionally world -weary girl named Samantha Curnswallop. After each breath she inhaled there followed a tremendous sigh as if the act of breathing or perhaps lying in the sun was a horrible burden evilly put upon her shoulders to carry.  This wasn't too far from the truth as Samantha's mother had practically banished her from the house saying, "Honey, why don't you go spend some time outside? Its beautiful out! And why don't you leave your cellphone here? Enjoy nature for a bit!"

    Samantha had stood aghast at the "no cellphone" part of the command. She knew her mother was serious, but what had she done to deserve the butt of such malice? Such utter hatred? Samantha trudged out the back door and into the sunlight.  Each stomped footfall was a plea for sympathy from some higher power, or anyone really! And now Samantha lay on the hillside feeling utterly betrayed and ostracized and not enjoying the sunlight whatsoever.  What was the point, really, when she had no way of keeping her friends updated as to what she was doing. Meanwhile up above the clouds drifted by with a certain laziness that Samantha herself would envy and try to emulate in a few years time, but not today, no not yet. Today was for sighing, not for enjoying. Little did she know the day was soon to turn around...