Perfect, but Not Too Perfect

PERFECT, BUT NOT TOO PERFECT

Once in a village long, long ago, there was a home with a family inside of it. And

in that family was a father, a mother, a brother, a sister, and a grandmother. In this village

it rained all the time. More than London, or the Amazon or all the rainforests in the world

combined. In this village also were a church, a store, a mill, and a monument for the

chief: Jades Samoa. This wasn't a village like in Africa or Cambodia, but a very nice

village. The people wore amazing clothing. Better than any fashion brand today. The

buildings wore made perfectly with smooth glass, smooth brick, and the smoothest wood.

These buildings could withstand anything from a simple hurricane to a giant monsoon.

The villagers drank the purest water and the finest wine. They were elegant, graceful,

civilized, and always stood straight up. There were fantastic parties thrown every night

and the people gathered and talked and laughed bout there lives. There beautiful and

perfect lives. All the children were given the finest educations by the most brilliant

adults; whom were smarter than Leonardo DaVinci and Albert Einstein would ever

fathom to be. The streets were made of pure diamond and the lampposts of ivory. The

cars