During the night, Noah was quietly sobbing into his hands, while he stared at the coal bunker floor. While he was crying, Luke found a hammer and tried to break the window but he realized it was broken…

Then panicking he tried breaking the door open. He tried digging then demolishing the wall, trying to craft something to demolish the window.

But one idea came to mind…

Firstly, he got the parts of the broken hammer. Secondly, he found a toolbox and an axe. Finally, he crafted all the materials into a makeshift hammer.

“YOU PIECE OF JUNK!” exclaimed Luke.

“WHAT DID I DO!” shouted Noah.

“I DO EVERYTHING!” recklessly screamed Luke.

While they were arguing, Luke could have broken the window and got away. They gave up on arguing and tried to make their own ladder but the makeshift ladder was not strong enough. So he tried to unlock the door to get something stronger. Luke tries to break the door with the makeshift hammer while Noah shouts, “It’s not going to work you nasty person!”

Luke shouts back, “You are not even doing anything!”

Both of them felt sleepy, so Luke fell asleep but Noah couldn’t. Until a scratching noise came from the window and both startled, looked out the window and saw Oliver meowing, “Give me some wind ups.”   

Oliver dropped the key into Noah’s sweaty hand and opened the door. The children and mechanimal slipped out of the attic and hid behind some shelves covered in boxes. Auntie May went about her routine in her luxurious bedroom and Noah and Luke made a run for it. Now it was their time to escape.

FOSH

Fosh is surprisingly not a well known creature. He swims in the pacific ocean. However, as the pacific ocean is so dangerous, when he swims his survival rate is low, around 20%.

When they grow, over time they need food to survive. The fosh looks like a fox on land but in the water it looks like an otter. Sadly, the majority of them are eaten but on the other hand when they grow up amazingly, they are the most dangerous predator in water. There are only 87 left in the wild unfortunately. Many of them can go on land but that’s only for cubs.

Their hunting target is sharks which means they are carnivores. Additionally, they train their cubs for survival. Weirdly, divers are not to be found as a result of a theory that divers are being eaten for dinner.

The whitelion’s pollen is as yellow as the sun, flying across the 

The whitelion stands as fierce as a lion in the snow.

The whitelion’s petals are soft and fluffy like a friendly puppy.

The whitelion’s design is like a white flower.

universe.

The whitelion’s stem is as dusty as a sandstorm holding the flower as still as a statue.

The whitelion’s leaves are as white as a snowman catching snow.

The whitelion’s roots look like ropes tangled together underground.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I heard the colossal black hole consuming anxious animals.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I saw a lion galloping in the sandy safari.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I touched a furry fox in the rainy rainforest.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I ran towards my dreams like the fastest fox in the world.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I found an American eagle surveying like the watchtower.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I captured the dangerous desert cobra single handed.

In the land of Neverbelieve, I sang sweetly about the suspicious snake.

In the lands of Neverbelieve, I felt like a sleepy sloth on the tree.

In the lands of Neverbelieve, I watched a bird fly high like an endangered eagle.

In the lands of Neverbelieve, I found a gold bar shining like a designer diamond.

In the lands of Neverbelieve, I heard a treasure of Robert Ronald.