In the treehouse,I met a girl called sunlight, 

  She is machine me go blind but she burns like sun

She said quietly as she ran off.

In the treehouse,I met a girl called summer.

Here eye’s sparkle like the sun , and every step 

Closer it felt like I was falling into the earth’s crust.

In the treehouse,I met a boy called thunder.

He had straps in hair and controlled thunder.