It was a
beautiful sunny day, the sun was burning like a grill. Birds flew peacefully as
bees rambled around the flowers. “It’s a beautiful day.” Lena keeps crying to Jake.
“Oh, I wish you can just shut your mouth, and why can’t this world just be
blue.” Jake blabbed out loud.
Everything vanished, something appeared, it
was like a city of colours. Everything came out clearly, paints, pencils and
many more. In the middle was an easel holding a canvas as carefully as
possible. Out exploded some instruction!
“If you
want your city back, finish painting this world, NOW!”
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