It was a particularly cold day of winter. A time when fires are used in just about every society. Candles are a very useful way to get all the benefits of fire. They can be used  to light dark spaces, provide warmth, or serve as decorations. Liberty knows this, so one night she decided to light a candle. It was both bright and aesthetically pleasing, but it lacked in warmth. My candle must be too small, thought Liberty as she wore a tutu and balanced a candle from an umbrella while also balancing on a tightrope that happened to be suspended fifty feet in the air during the middle of winter. I know what you’re all thinking, if there is one thing a candle can’t do it would be balancing on an umbrella, held by a girl on a tightrope in the middle of winter. Therefore it is no surprise when the candle fell and burned her entire house to the ground. Just right, thought Liberty as she made her way to the convenient fire her house now provided.

Her satisfaction was only temporary. Liberty spent the next morning in a tutu carrying an umbrella while balancing one foot on the streets.

Since the day she lost her house Liberty was devastated. She ended up continued her balancing acts to earn a living. Every day she risked everything, and eventually the inevitable happened. She lost her balance. It could have ended all there, but the thing about streets is that they are particularly level with the ground. Well, enough is enough, Liberty decided it was time to change the course of her life, so one day she stepped off the edge of a five story building.

It did not take long for everyone below to rush to the scene, or to begin cheering. She knew just the right moment to step off the edge of that building, said one particularly pleased bystander; there wasn’t a single person who didn’t laugh…. after seeing her step onto a clothesline in a tutu.