What is pretty, a painting full of colour on the news, stars glistening in the midnight sky, a rainbow unicorn flying with sparkling wings.

What is ugly? A bald skinny cat shivering in the streets, black tears falling down a woman’s cheek, a brown dull flower bowing sadly.

What is cruel? A girls birthday party nobody cares about, a gargantuan party you weren’t in invited to , nobody litening to you.

What is fantastic? Eid being three days ,my cousins coming to visit us a few times a week, my sister being exited about her birthday.

What is hot? My mum’s chilly somosa, my big brothers homemade pancake that just came out of the pan, my sisters burning flames coming out of her ears. 

What is cold? My ice cream that fell off my stick now on my bowl and the bottom of my bowl is now freezing, my  auntie’s fridge handle feel like the Arctic, my sisters hand when she just touched snow.

What is memorable? Eid being celebrated with all my family and cousins, Me and my family going to the fun fair, my autism brother saying words all by himself.

What is embaressing ? My brother screaming and dropping himself on the floor, my sister making a tantrum about toys, my brother making a tantrum about chocolate.

What is hard? My sister Sundus’s slime that had been left out for 2 days, my baby cousin Afnaan’s book stiff and it only has 3 pages,and my autism brother Abdiwali’s laptop.

What is soft? My own slime that I got on Eid, my aunties baby Mohammed’s cheek, my squishy that my sister got me for secret Eid.