“I wake up. To anyone else, today would be perfectly normal. But not for me. There’s a smell of French toast coming from downstairs. But I don’t go down. I know I’m not supposed to. The French toast smell is getting closer. My door opens. In comes my family. They’re bringing me a breakfast of French toast. ‘Happy Birthday, Nora!’” Elinor “Waking up to a bright smile with French toast and no frustration. I go hiking with my father to the wide blue, where the wonderland will never end and the birds go ‘tweet, tweet, tweet’ all day.” Paul
“When I wake up I see the sunshine spilling into the tent, the golden rays that come from the heavens fill my body with limitless energy. I’m thinking about the day ahead. I’m going to play Frisbee with my uncle and my dad and the bright blue disk is soaring in the air. I make a great leap, and then I feel the satisfactory thwack of the disk as I catch it. I’m going to skip stones in the river with my cousin and the soothing squash of mud between my toes. Then I’m just going to lay in a patch of golden sunlight on the smooth silky grass.” Max “I wake up with the sun beaming in through my window. I jump out of bed and both through the door. I run through the smooth, soft, yellow sand then I jump, hover in the air for a moment, then fall into the blue sea, laughing. It swallows me. I swim up for a breath, then dive back in. I walk across the ocean floor, with a turtle, then swim up for a breath of air. What is this? It is my perfect day.” Cason
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