My Imagination

My Imagination

I wake up in  the morning feeling drained out and I felt bad!

Expecting dry old Weet-Bix from the rusty tin.

I strolled down the hallway as my brother howls at me! Nothing can change my atrotious mood now, apart from a devine scrumptious 5 star hotel breakfast.

I fell flattened straight on the carpet!! I thought I knocked myself out!!! I expanded my imagination and dreamed that my Mum had cooked me steaming sizzling chocolate and strawberry crepes.

I was sitting at head of the table. I was almost ready to walk up the staircase of crepes that had been served to me, I feel that I’m in CANDY LAND! Melting chocolate inside of the folded crepes drizzling like a waterfall.

Melts in my mouth with the boiling chocolate sliding down my throat. It’s like flying crepes. But before I can finish my crepes....

I wake up and I’ve started eating my awful soggy Weet-Bix!

I whine, “OH NO!!! They actually have gone soggy!”

The End!