Clean, white. Not brown, not yellow, not green, or not red. Pure as a snow. Paper on the desk. Billy, sitting and staring at the paper. Stating his opinion on the paper. Billy's greedy face looks very confused. Suddenly, tore in two separate pieces. And then in four pieces. And then in eight pieces. Flew up the sky. Came back like a snow. Another paper comes out. Billy thinking again. Many snows are on the ground. With Billy's ideas, they were dirty. It seems like more and more paper will be used by Billy. With more and more ideas on.
I thought your drabble could be interpreted in different ways; by not explaining several key factors to understanding the situation, you leave the reader to speculate about your work. Good work!
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