I could see Ashy through the thick clouds. I reached out my arms to get him. His small hands were visible to me, while the rest of him wasn't. I thought he might disappear completely. So I took my chance as quick as I could. I grabbed Ashy. I finally got him. I was sitting in the car and looking out the window at a tree. What was on top of it? It was Ashy! I blinked, and turned my head around to see him in the back seat of our car. He wasn't on the tree, he was ok.
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