On Monday, I whispered, as the boiling kettle rose like the sun’s horizon slowly approaches.

On Tuesday, I saved a homeless bone-sucker. The crash of the icey snowflake collapsed softly onto the bright, golden dog.

On Wednesday, I hoped for a dream to come alive. The dream pictured in my head and everything felt like a dream!

On Thursday, I thought of buying two leave-eaters. As I was picking up the two iguanas,  their furry faces suddenly appeared on both.

On Friday, I realised it is almost Autumn, so I stepped to my silver scan to see if I am ready for school.

On Saturday, I explored a forest of wishes, it was made as bright as a star.

On Sunday, I collected a red ruby from a strange, scary forest. Falling rocks, horror noises, but I was still brave.