Cloud Parachute

I crept up to a rectangular floral box sitting beside the couch. Right out of the oval slot on top puffed a crumpled white tissue, hovering like a fluffy cloud! I thought it would make the ultimate finish-line ribbon. Dropping low, I revved my sneakers, grabbed the soft edge with both hands, and gave a mighty hero yank. *Fwip!* The sheet popped free with a soft hiss, sailed straight up into the air, and drifted down right over my head like a giant, ghostly cape! I froze in place with both mittens slapped to my cheeks in total shock, peeking out from the thin white paper before bursting into giggles.