Zara, 9Bright green grass dancing in the wind like a ballerina performing on stage. Chocolate brown trees towering over me like monstrous giants peering down over the tiny earth. Daisies lying in the field bathing in the sun. Cats waiting in the grass, 3, 2, 1 pounce, got a bird for dinner. Birds chirping like a girl gang talking about the latest fashion. Branches whisper in the wind as though it was a secret. I fall onto a bed of flowers, flattening them while rolling and giggling. My pony peers over me like I'm a naughty chipmunk stealing nuts. I fall asleep and dream, why it's wonderful to be me!