Thief

Skipping around the hallway, the boy danced freely, careless and happy. His humble giggle echoed an aura of bright colours. So deep in happiness, he wore a confident grin. Others would find this so difficult to portray. A happy child prancing around the corridors, with a young adolescent immature mind. It was like watching a flower bloom, so deep with beauty. I continued to watch him, amused with all my soul, but caught off guard, a teacher came marching through and told him to quit. An incarnation of the devil, perhaps. Something so evil, anyway. Something that stole his happiness away.