It was half past midnight and the Emotion Express was crossing a vast valley under the velvet sky.
Everybody was supposed to be snoozing, but it seemed that Sleep was exercising his favoritism. Pride was snoring so loud, his arms were even extending to his seat mate, Anger, who was struggling so hard not to push him over from his chair. On the seat in front of Pride and Anger, there was Envy, who was admiring Pride’s sound sleep, wishing she could doze off too. Amazement, who was seated next to Envy, was also awake, and was so surprised on how loud Pride’s snoring could be.
Next to Envy were Happiness and Sadness, who were also wide awake. Happiness was reading a book, with a soft smile on his face. Sadness, on the other hand, was twitching her pencil on her hand, as she was staring blankly on her small notebook.
Suddenly, the pencil jumped from Sadness’ hand. Happiness got it for her. “Can’t find sleep too?”, asked Happiness.
“Who can find him with that?”, Sadness answered as she pointed to Pride on the other side of the train. Happiness gave out a soft laugh.
“Where are you headed?”, Happiness asked again.
“Well, my former owner just died so I’m heading for the Emotion Recycling and Segregating Department,” answered Sadness, after a deep sigh.
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