The Fourth of July!

          Everybody's anticipation mounted as we stared up at the clear sky. The stars sparkled, and the crescent moon seemed to shine brighter than usual.
          Looking around for a moment at all the people who had gathered in the streets of our neighborhood, I saw that some families had brought pillows and blankets to sit on. Some families had even brought out their couches. Still, others had decided to stand, like me. The people standing were usually the ones who didn't have kids.
          Suddenly, I heard a high-pitched screech, and, smiling hard, snapped my head back up towards the sky.
          Dazzling arrays of light lit up the night. BOOM! A sound like a cannon reached my ears, and I cheered along with everyone else.
          Red, white, and blue fireworks lit up the sky in turns, so bright, I could still see them when I closed my eyes. They represented freedom, love of our country, and love itself. standing where I was, I clapped and stared in awe at the power of independence day, and what it means to so many of us in America, the land of the free.