The Cloud in My Chest
A Story of Weatheriing Emotions
There was a boy,
A quiet, wandering kind of boy,
They say he drifted far and wide,
Across meadows, skies, and secret paths.
A little shy, his eyes carrying a soft sadness,
But inside him lived a deep and gentle wisdom.
And then one day,
A glowing day, he crossed my path.
We talked about many things,
About clouds and courage,
About dreams that get heavy and hearts that stay kind.
And Loy, with his small voice full of truth, told me:
“Kindness is like the wind,
moving breezily through the unseen world, and yet felt.
Whispered by everyone,
a breeze that can never harm
- so gentle, it can actually heal.”
Loy is the boy that cries, not out of weakness, nor because of pain, but because his heart remembers how to rain.
Every tear, every smile, every quiet moment teaches him that feelings aren’t storms to survive, but seasons to be lived.
The Cloud in My Chest is a heartfelt story about a boy who discovers the beauty of emotions and learns that being sensitive is not a flaw, but a form of strength.
In a world that often tells children to “be strong” or “hold it in,” this story reminds them (and the adults reading along) that every feeling has a purpose. With gentle words and a sense of wonder, the book celebrates kindness, self-acceptance, and the courage to simply feel.
The Cloud in My Chest helped me understanding that emotions change like weather - and that it’s okay to rain.
"I'm not broken... I'm just weather!"
