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The park is filled with laughter and the sound of birds chirping. The air is filled with the smell of various flowers and popcorn.I pass a mother and her child and they smile at me sweetly. I return the smile but my attention is fixed on the balloon the young girl is holding.It triggers a memory of mine and I start to walk faster to the place I always occupy.When I arrive at the place that is hidden behind the trees out of everyone's sight I sigh a sigh of relief.The air is so much fresher here and it is peaceful for here.I lay against the bark of the tree and my body starts to relax. The cold grass beneath me cooles my body and I can feel my anger disappear. Loose strands of hair blows on my face and I softly brush them away. I close my eyes and the memory comes back like it was just yesterday and not years ago.My Dad and I were at the aquarium that day I was so excited and happy that I could spend the day with him because he usually works a lot.He had bought me candy floss and held my hand so that I didn't get lost in the crowd.After we had seen all the animals he had taken me outside and there I saw a man selling balloons. I had shown my him and he had bought me one happily. It was a yellow one and we were on our way home when the balloon had flown away. I ran after it and tried to catch it but I couldn't. My father had just stood there and I ran to him crying, asking him why he hadn't helped me catch the balloon.He looked seriously at me and said, "We have to let things go sometimes and if things aren't meant for you they won't stay but if they are they will, always remember this." I didn't understand it at that time but I do now and this brings me some sort of peace.