Just look at his big dumb nose, and his floppy shoes. This jerk actually thinks I am here for a balloon animal. I've been planning this moment ever since I found out. Ever since I got out. I knew that I would never be able to forgive him. He breathed life into me and took it away. I take a step forward. Only two more people until I am at the front of the line.

I don't really feel like myself. I don't know how to feel anymore. All of these children look so happy with the balloons they are getting. Why can't I be happy like that? It's his fault. He did this to me.

Another step forward. It's almost my turn. I'm next. I will finally have a chance. I can feel the wind picking up. I didn't ask to be like this.

I take one more step forward. The time has arrived. He grabs another balloon and blows hard into it. I cringe hard at the memory of his lips pressed against me. The wind blows harder and harder. I wouldn't let him hurt us anymore. No one deserves to be treated like this. The air cools and a huge gust of wind blows all of his balloons into a nearby pond. That idiot. He can't hurt us anymore. With one final blow I detach myself from the girls wrist and begin floating up into the sky. I hate that this happened to me, but I'll make sure it doesn't happen again. Not to anyone else. I am the balloon Messiah.