What are lost?

My pencil when my friends steal it and my phone when my dad takes it.

What are soft?

My bed when I am sleeping and my teddy that I had since I was 2 years old.

What are dull?

A murderers heart and a long walk through the forest on a rainy day.

What are pretty?

My dads car in the driveway and a diamond ring in the window of the jewellery shop.

What are thin?

A strand of my hair and noodles in the packet.

What are shiny?

My mums rings dazzling in the sunlight and a car on its first run.

What are heavy?

The Pacific ocean when I try and hold it and my packed lunch when my dad puts a lot in it

What are lonely?

A boy on his first day at school and a wolf hunting for food in the wild

I want to paint the sound of rain when it patters on my window.

I want to paint the smell of my Christmas tree as I put it up.

I want to paint the memory of when I first met Scarlett at the gates near nursery.

I want to paint the distance of the tallest tree down to the bottom of the deepest ocean.

I want to paint the impossibility of flying through the sky.