The story of my red balloon

We went to an outdoor concert at Cornell and heard some really cool swing music.I danced with my mom on the lawn. They gave me a red balloon which I really liked, but it was so naughty it wanted to run away from me all the time. My dad wrapped its string around his finger so that I could play with it better. It stayed there for a while, but got tired again and as we were picking our things to go home for the night, pulled itself away and soared high in the sky. I was really sad for a second , but didn't cry at all because I felt happy for my balloon. I hope it can meet some other balloons up there in the sky.