The lights switch off.
The gloomy moon sets in its sleep.
The snoring of people struck through the night.
He dreams of being a knight.

The sun rose up.
The flowers stand straight.
He gets up from his bed
Yawns and remembers.

Morning has rose.

How would it feel to have a trunk dangling head to toe.
How would it feel to have to travel miles on miles to the nearest pond of water.
How would it feel to eat double of your breakfast and lunch for breakfast.
How fun would it be squirting out water.
How would it feel to be in an elephants fo

My heart is like a singing bird.
It beats like a drum.
The smile on my face.
My eyes are open just like I was staring at someone.
The sun brights in my face.

The thunder struck.
My head was like a thunder.
I didn’t know what to do.
The drips of water drip down my face.
The drips of water was like a water fall.
My bright chicks turn into dark and Solum.

Sometimes I’m sad.
Sometimes I’m angry.
Sometimes I’m tired.
Someone times I’m moody.

I might smile.
I might feel tired.
I might be hungry..
I might be hungry.

But whatever I do or you do it always has a reason behind it.

Under the floor boards wile you sleep.
A rat apairs under your dream.
The dust swiftly moves as the rat chases itself.
Bits of cheese lay on the floor.
It can see the mouse trap.
The metallic soar makes a noise.
It runs as fast as it can as it sees the end.
It jumps out the window.
Raindrops drip on its silver ***** fur.
It sniffs and sniffs.
The gas of the cars pass by as it blows in its face.
He quickly jumps jumps into a pipe hole.
The greese drips on its fur.
It’s back again but this time it hears the sound of yawning.

The rat lives another day.

The silent post wrest as the wind blows.
No sound can be heard.
You could hear a feather land.

It suddenly gets louder.
More busy.
The pond is crowded.
The water turns black.
People shouting.
It suddenly stops.

It falls asleep