The Masks Of Mystery

When I put on the charcoal mask the smell of burning filled my nostrils,

My hands were covered in a stained black powder and it tasted like burning chimneys.

When I put on the pink mask the taste of candy floss filled my mouth,

The smell of sugar made my mouth water. This was by far my favourite mask.

When I put on the red mask I could feel dangerous fire just skimming 

The skin of my face, the smell of burning wood suffocated my nose

and I could taste ash from a newly exploded volcano.

When I put the blue mask on I was in the middle of the ocean

Dolphins and the warm tropical waters lapping at my toes. The taste of salty water filled my mouth and the smell of sand filled my nostrils.

When I put the green mask on I was laying in a field filled with 

Daisies bare feet itching my toes. I was watching clouds gently drift past in the midday sky.

When I put the Yellow mask on I felt sand between my toes, the bright yellow sun blinding me. I tasted melting vanilla Ice cream and on my head was a bright yellow sun hat with beautiful dandelions that Rose 

Had picked for me earlier.

When I put on the brown mask I was leaning on a tree trunk on a warm Summer morning in the middle of Jupiter, just me and the Solar System. I smell the smoke of Neil Armstrong’s rocket being the second person ever to reach Jupiter.