Clouds form, they grow, the rain comes and the cycle starts all over. But one little cloud travels the world seeing wonderful things all by itself. Each time it runs into a larger cloud, the larger cloud comments on how lonely the little cloud must be by itself and that it should join the larger cloud and stay. But is that really what is best for this little cloud? Does it stay with a group, change, and get friends or does it stay true to itself and refuse to change just to be "part of the group"? Children are constantly being faced with this exact challenge daily. Is it better to have friends but lose yourself or stay who you are and live life on your own terms? A fiction book where the cloud's life is a metaphor for realizing the benefit of being yourself and the happiness and freedom being who you are regardless of what other people think can bring.