Purple Ballet

Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. It was an awe-inspiring and magical sight that few people were able to witness. Was there something special about the people who were able to witness the magic? No one really knew. Yet one thing was certain: as magical and surreal as those clouds seemed, when they appeared, my world changed.

I was a young child sleeping on my back in the grass, staring up at the stars when I first saw it. I sat up and rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't seeing things after spotting a flash of purple in the corner of my eye.

Maybe it was a visual migraine?

Could I be imagining things?

I felt so confused.

But there it was—a purple-colored cloud that was moving across the sky like a huge wave. I stared, mesmerized. I sat up to watch while other clouds joined. They started swirling and twirling like they were dancing in some cosmic, mystical ballet. Completely spellbound, I couldn't look away. I had never seen something similar, and I had never heard of anyone witnessing something so remarkable.

Little did I know, that was just the beginning.

The purple clouds were always on my mind as I eagerly awaited their arrival throughout the night. Each time, it felt like a new adventure, and each time they brought with them a unique dance.

Every night felt more intense, but I couldn't help but feel more and more alone.

As I grew older, I started to realize that I was the only one who could see the purple clouds. None of my friends or family ever mentioned them. When I tried to point them out, they looked at me like I was crazy, so eventually, I stopped talking about it.

One windy night, I noticed the clouds beginning to transform into very peculiar shapes. They seemed to resemble magical, elf-like creatures. It seemed too fantastical to be true, so was it all in my head?

Gradually, the figure became more distinct, until eventually it looked down at me and smiled.

Of course, I got scared and ran away! Who wouldn't have done the same? An elf-shaped cloud, looking down and smiling at me? No thank you!

With a heart full of bravery, I ventured to the park the next night.

As expected, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky, and the magical figure appeared once more. This time, it was a mermaid-shaped figure that caught my eye.

"Who are you?", I asked without hesitation, but there was no reply.

"What do you want?", I yelled frustratedly, but the figure vanished into the night.

As the days turned into weeks, more figures appeared each night, each with a unique shape and always dancing to a different tune.

One night, as my eyes were locked onto the hypnotic dance, I felt at peace, and for the first time, I felt like I truly belonged. The creatures danced, and I started dancing along, feeling alive like never before.

Then, one fateful night, one of the figures reached out to me and touched my arm. It was as if the magic had transported me to another realm.

Suddenly, I was no longer in the park, but in a world beyond my wildest dreams. At first glance, it seemed like the same park, but it was not. It was magical. It felt like no other human being had ever been there, except for me.

The figure stood before me, offering me a choice: to stay in this magical world forever or to return to the world of humans, where no one believed me.

As much as I wanted to stay, and I really did, I knew that my place was in the real world.

I said goodbye to the magical clouds, I promised to never forget them. As the first rays of dawn appeared, I returned home filled with bittersweet emotions.

And as I left the park, I knew that the magic of the purple clouds would always be a part of me, but would I see them again?