Freedom is a big word. It is something that people have fought for, and died for, it is something that people have risked everything for just to make a difference. Freedom is something that everyone wants, and everyone will do whatever it takes to get it. But when you get it is it too much to handle, do you even know what to do with it? The world can be big, especially if you're a little pig, so vunerable, so small, and so confused with what he really wants, and what he really wants most.
Wilbur is constantly complaining about his pen, how it's too small, he needs more space, and that he wants to roam around like before with fern. So when oppurtunity came knocking at the door he took it. Pushing a loose board Wilbur stepped into his new world of freedom. Wilbur was free at last, and it was just what he wanted, or was it?
Wilburs short moment of freedom only lasted a couple minutes, but it was full of excitement for everyone, but maybe not Wilbur. The world was so big for Wilbur that he didn't know what to do. So after a second of just standing there everyone knew of Wilbur's disapearence. After minutes of running and chasing Wilbur finally gave up for the old bucket trick. But he didnt really care that he was back in his pen, he was just happy that he was back. because there is no place like home, and you really dont know what you've got till it's gone.
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